Slowly he moved down to my navel and then spread my legs wide.He took a good look at my pussy and then dug his face in and started licking me. I held ...he roof of the car with my hands and closed my eyes as he began to hit the right spots. I started moaning loudly, and little did I know that would bring trouble!He quickly inserted his finger inside me and started fingering my pussy. At the same time, he sucked on my boobs and bit my nipples frequently. I was dripping wet now and wanted his dick. SG (angrily): What the fuck are you doing here?I was tensed for a moment but I remained calm and replied.Me: Nothing, aunty. I just heard the noise and came to check.SG: What noise did you hear?Me: You fingering with pleasure.She was shell-shocked. I could see that on her face. She was helpless and didn’t know what to say.Me: It’s okay, aunty. I completely understand. I know how hard it is for a woman like you to control your urges without proper cooperation from the uncle.A few tears started. Thanks for asking me to go grab something to eat,"Garrett stated at his door."Anytime, see ya," I said. It was a little surprising he didn't ask me tohang out but then again he may be like me and enjoys his alone time whilehe has the opportunity. I cracked a book or two to review my notes and getthem organized. With Kris gone, I picked up trash, mostly his and hisnasty spit bottles.Deeply immersed in a computer game to pass the time, my door opened. Mydear Corey was slowly coming in. He grabbed. I wastold to do this for the audience while moaning with feigned pleasure. Iwas to put on a good act or as usual, suffer punishment after theaudience left. This was to be just a part of the show; as before I wouldbe suspended and raped by any and all; forced to kneel and suck for anyand all.For Sunday they had me dress somewhat differently. They had me wear thighhigh stockings and they put ballet boots on me, knee length, and lacedthem up, putting metal locking bands on my ankles. I wore.