And she just yelled at me saying no he’s handsome and made her face frown down…I could understand her and I tried to comfort her catching her hand.... I could see that she didn’t made any moves and just remained freeze with my touch…and just touching her hands i started putting complements about her face and her figure she was smiling with my complement and making her head down that i touched her chin and put her face up and said hmmmm….my beautiful sexy aunty is shy in Nepali language as she. Don’t you have girl friend?I said no.No girl friend? Why?I didn’t concentrate in that.Is this first time?I said yes.A pretty girl is touching me, but am not enjoying it internally. Inside me I was feeling guilty on what happening to me. Am being touched by the girl who doesn’t have love or affection, nor doing with interest on me. She was doing this only for money, but not with her heartful wish or love. This made me upset inside.She was shaking only the middle section of the cock, but not. “If we work together to strip her and tie her into the bondage frame outside then you do the rest to her OK?” Jane was almost shocked at the thought but very excited as well. “Use this directly on her clitoris sweetheart,” as he reached into the glass cabinet over the sink and took out a tiny little vibrator not much bigger than a stick of chalk. Jane took it off him. “It s colloquially known as a “pocket- rocket. Give it a twist.” The quietness belied. Slowly he rubbed the swollen head of his cock against my slit, making me moan softly. Im ready my love I said. Gently he guided his cock through my wet opening. Lifting my hips as I moan louder, the feeling of him pushing inside me inch by inch. Slowly stroking his cock inside me as he sucks on my tits. I let out a small scream as he thrusts all of his cock inside me as he bites down on my nipple. Oh god dont move I said. Holding onto him tightly feeling his throbbing cock buried deep inside.