“Daddy, what are you doing?” He crawls onto the bed, straddling my waist. “I’m going to give you what you want.” “No, plea-gggg” He grab... my head, forcing his cock down my throat. I choke, tears stinging my eyes. I try pushing him off, feeling like I’m going to pass out. He eases up enough for me to breathe but the moment is short lived as he starts fucking my throat with a vengeance. He pulls away away as I start gagging again.I try to catch my breath, attempting to reason with him between. I left my toys out just for effect. Rhoda came down with just her robe and slippers. Her hair still wet she asked if there was any coffee left. "Plenty", I said. She smelled like lilacs and lavender. Lilacs are my favorite. The fragrance is strong, but not overwhelming, but alluring. I said, "Rhoda, you smell good enough to eat." She said, "Be careful of what you wish for." We sat and chatted while drinking our coffee. Throwing sexual innuendos back and forth, she liked it and found it a bit. His colleague Dieter had already climbed into the lorry and was starting to haul the sacks onto pallets, which they could then forklift into the processing plant. He sighed and followed suit, cursing that last beer."Hey Viktor!," shouted his workmate, "Come and look at this!" He ambled over, expecting another dead mouse one of the sacks."I told you, it adds to the flavour."But there was no mouse in the sack Dieter was holding, just a lot of raw coffee beans spilling on the floor of the lorry.. I am the happiest person as I have another chance to touch my aunt in private as my uncle only comes after 9 pm.She slept on her stomach and I am slowly moving the hot water bag on her back for some time and started to apply pain relief gel with my hands. While applying I am touching the folds in her hip they are soft and puffy. I have gone till the saree fold. Nothing happened on that day.Next day again I repeated the same process and aunt was bit comfortable than previous day and she started.