"Shirley spent the rest of the weekend thanking me over and over, not seriously heeding my complaints that the little skin left on my penis was ragged...and raw. On Sunday morning, she finally agreed to apply aloe lotion on it, but I quickly found that when she did so, it would quickly lead to another hand-job session, resulting in even more punishment for my tired member. O! What exquisite torture!Later on Sunday, I finally got Shirley to agree to let me take a bit of control. I explained to her. Vimala aunt is slim, average looks and has firm medium size boobs and a small tight ass, i would say perfect for her body shape. She is slightly on the darker side but likes to wear make up with dark lip sticks and this is exactly what attracted me or anyone towards her. She must have been 45 when i met her. She moved into the house in the first floor along with her kids and we were good neighbours. Her husband was a banker and was based out of bangalore. He used to visit them often. I would. Then Daddy announced, let's have some fun with the faggot. Bitch get under the table. You're going to suck the winner of the hand's cock until the next hand's winner, so that for the rest of the night you'll suck the current winner's cock. Jamal just won the last hand so start with him. I got under the table and pulled out Jamal's cock and started to suck. Daddy told me the object wasn't to suck until he came, but to just give him pleasure for winning. Charles won the next hand and I shifted. Ifthe skirt wasn't so tight and didn't have the back-split it would almosthave been modest.Next I buttoned myself into the pure white, long-sleeved, satin blouseand tucked it into the waistband of my skirt. I sat on the cot andstepped into a pair of black eight-inch heel patent leather pumps. Iopened a little felt-lined drawstring bag and as I guessed, it containedjewellery. I slipped a gold anklet over my right ankle and admired theway the fine gold chain glittered against my sheer black.