The passion built inside them as their eyes drilled into each other’s and passed nearly as much passion as the connection of their bodies. He tuned ...nto the flush of her skin, the sound of her breathing, and her slightest movement. His thrusting matched the motion of her body. She floated away into a special world where only he could send her. He felt as if his soul was rushing to his cock, swelling it in a rapt desire to explode into her, completing the joining of them, making them one. She. I told her I was about to cum and immediately she took it out of her mouth. I was frustrated so I tried touching myself, but she held my hand and made me stop. I said “ aunty please let me cum, its almost paining” but she didn’t allow me.Aunty- do you want to see more of my body?Me- yes, please. I’ll do anything for that.Aunty- suck me well first. If you make me have an orgasm, I’ll give you my boobs.She removed her jeans, herself, not letting me touch her still. She also had her top on. But. . every Saturday afternoon, yeah, starting tomorrow ... two till five, then they come pick him up and take him back to the hospital ... yeah, totally helpless ... should be fun, sugar, shouldn't it? ... yeah I thought of that too, and a few other things spring to mind ... well we can pretty much do what we want, can't we baby? ... yeah, yeah, stuff like that ... what? ... god you're an evil bastard, you know that? ... stop it! ... just play it by ear, I guess ... no marks though, maybe best if. Everything I did was measured against seeing Callie. I loved being with her. We developed a little routine. Swimming and surfing in the mornings, then some lunch followed by a relaxing afternoon where she'd work on any weaving projects she had going on. I was fascinated by the way her hands manipulated the threads on the loom to make the various designs. She sang when she worked and it made me think of the sirens from mythology. Callie was on land, but she'd lured me in just the same. Time.