Accidents happen. Look, I'll help you clean up. Then we can order out for pizza."He grabbed a roll of paper towels, ripped off a couple and tossed the...rest to her. He tackled the milk and utensils while Aunt Frankie mopped up the eggs and flour.While he was cleaning, Trevor looked over and saw his aunt squatting down, scooping a gooey mess of eggs off the floor. Her hair had a frosting of white and her skirt was a little dusty with flour, too, but he didn't notice that. Instead, he saw that as. I had been on pins and needles all day, and didn’t know what to expect. In the loft, he had obviously spent the afternoon cleaning up after the party. It was neat and toward the back of the room he had set up some lights and some strobes with white translucent and silver-lined umbrellas. A big canvas drop cloth had been tacked up to the wall and ran down over the floor to form a backdrop. I had seen set-ups like it in fashion magazines. He handed me a glass of wine and waved me toward one of. Teasing her lips and sliding over her clit before aligning myself and slowly sliding into her slippery tunnel. Taking hold of her hips I found a steady rhythm, in and out, watching her lips flare around my cock on the out and then flatten as I pushed in. My cock was soon wet with her natural secretions making for a very stimulating visual. She began to push back at me letting me know she wanted more. In response I increased the speed of my thrusts, long and hard then short quick bursts, trying. She secured me to it, arms above my head, legs wide open, using old nylon stockings she had brought in her purse."You're going to need a gag," she said. She pulled the hood down and stuffed two balled-up nylon stockings into my mouth. "There." She let it snap back and the edge caught my eye. I blinked several times and felt tears rolling down my cheek. She smiled and did it again. I flinched and she laughed.After that, it was all pain. She connected every last one of the units to the pads and.