I shook my head and replied shakily (not easy when all I wanted to do is hike up my dress and finish what my fantasy had started) that everything was ...ine, (which was a lie.) Although her disturbance was as timely as it was unwanted, it had definitely saved me from a potentially much more embarrassing situation! Who knows how far I would have gone left to my own devices. Blushing profusely I replaced the magazine back on the rack and politely excused myself.“Get a grip,” I muttered angry enough. It would be nicer that way. I ask him when he plan to do it. He said probably when she is alone. He continue to tell me that her husband may be away next week. I told him that he must fuck her well.I knew he was waiting for me to leave town and I invited him for dinner and told my wife with him around saying that i may need to travel tmr morning and back 4 days later. Telling my wife I will be going to the oil rig area and phone lines can be and and I may not call back too. Dinner was fine and. She started patting me on head, as a mom pats her son. In a few minutes, due to exhaustion and her patting, i fell asleep. I must have slept hardly for half hour.i felt movements of hand over my limp cock and lips over mine. I opened eyes. Auntie was resting her body on one hand, with her head to my side, kissing me and playing with my cock. When i opened eyes, she gave me a sweet smile and said, ‘this time will be much better’. She kept on kissing me and shaking my cock. But i was not getting. Thick chains fell down the ceiling and Birgit grabbed them and simply stood in the middle of the room. The photographer noticed it and started looking for a suitable position for Birgit. The jail setting didn’t allow much smiling and thankfully Birgit managed to remain as serious as she could. Later, she wondered how she looked so sad on the photos, but I told her that I would be more worried when I would’ve seen my pregnant woman in sexy lingerie, chained in a cell and next to all of it,.