A Moorish doctor soon healed up the shallow cuts made by the lash of the Dungeon Master so that only minute, but still visible scars were left. My Vag...nal sores and such from the abuse I suffered were also treated and quickly healed. This was right after I was settled in. It definitely was this Moorish medicine that enabled me to live to my current advanced age. That would have never happened in England. I'd likely have died by the age of forty had I lived out my life there.Unfortunately, Ruth. Michelle said she would text me instructions. A day later I received a text of instructions have wife completely shaved pussy, ass and head . Have her dressed as follows cuffs on ankles and wrists. Butt plug and garters and heels and 6" heels. Deliver her to me at 3214 Wescott Street with only a raincoat on her. Ring bell and leave her pick her up on Sunday at 6. Michell opened the door and treated me with a big kiss and helped me in and took my coat. She smiled and said we will surely use you. It was a slow tune and I could see his hands wandering down, stroking over my wife’s back. She was responding by grinding her hips forward, her pelvis pressed tightly against his hard and throbbing cock. He cupped her butt cheeks tighter, as they were grinding against each other. When the song ended, I saw Ana pulling him back to the table, no doubt his cock was eager for more.When they sat down, I saw Ana's hand disappear under the table and the guy let out a growl of pleasure.The band swung. Now tbh, I had never thought of her in a sexual manner. I just looked upon her as my aunt. Until one day when things changed. We were sitting in the living room watching tv. My aunt was sitting opposite to me and she was wearing a nighty which was slightly torn near her armpits. Now the armpits of any woman turns me on a lot and as she lifted her hands and revealed her clean armpits, everything changed for me.For the first time, she had become more than an aunt. And I wanted to see more of her..