We went into the bedroom. John followed us with the camera. Sandy brought us in front of the mirror. “Christine, look into the mirror, while I tak... you. I want you watching yourself.” Sandy brought me to the mirror. She then moved my black hair and started to kiss my neck. She was kissing my ear lobes and then she moved her tongue into my ears. Her hands were over breasts. She was kissing my shoulders. "Christine you're so beautiful. You're a very sexy girl. You're going to be my special. Padma Aunty was startled and tried to release herself from my grip. When I didn’t loosen my grip, she turned back and said, “My lover boy is awake now. Lunch is ready. Go to the table. I will come and serve lunch.” But instead, my hands moved up and grasped her breasts on the blouse.Pressing them, I said, “Lunch can wait, Aunty. First, I want to eat your pussy and drink your sweet nectar.” My fingers felt her thin blouse material indicating the absence of a bra. So my aunty was not wearing a. This she noticed immediately as she removed my nylons and panties, and she looked up at me with fear stricken eyes. I wanted her with every ounce of my being, but this was forbidden fruit. I was married and had to squash these feelings and sensations she was giving me. Feelings and sensations I had never before felt in my life.Kaitlin walked over to the tub and tested the water temperature; I couldn't help but notice that voluptuous bosom as it dangled when she bent over the water. My mouth. She looked at him as she stroked his cock on the outside of his slacks. She moved her mouth to his and let her tongue finish her conversation. As they kissed, she lay back against the door and pushed it opened. He walked her backwards into the room and let the door close automatically. Once inside the room, he pushed her against the wall and pressed into her, his hands roaming all over her breasts. She pulled him to her tighter still, until they were slowly pumping against each other, dry.