I think I have heard Mom mention that my aunt wouldn’t be around this week because she was going on a cruise. I then tried calling her on her mobile...repeatedly but no one picked up.Even after an hour and there was still no reply from her, I got worried that something might have happened to her. Thankfully, I overheard my Mom talking to my Aunt sometimes so I roughly knew of the pub that they always go to. Taking matters into my own hands, I decided to change my clothes and head out and. I bent her over the chair she’d bent me over so often. She was on tiptoe though. Another set of handcuffs and her wrists were fixed to the chair legs and behind, her ankles were fixed to the chair legs. I stood back and looked at her tight round arse. She was in good shape. Where her legs were apart I could see the puffy lips of her cunt. She’d taken to shaving it but leaving the triangle in front like a street direction showing which way to go. All she needed was a tattoo on her belly. "House girl."I stared at her in shock.For a moment everything froze. Her eyes held me there as my breath quickened, cheeks becoming warm. Her caustic tone made me flush in humiliation, and her possessive stare coercing my petulant reply."House girl? You mean like a housekeeper?" I was too stunned to even allow myself angry."That a problem?" She chirped.My fists curled into little balls as I let my shoulders slump a bit, the high heels pinching my feet suddenly feeling like clown shoes. I mean,. Each takes care of rubbing the sun lotion on each other, adding a little lustful play to the moment. Tim first, having Abbie stand in front of him as he liberally rubs lotions on her shoulders and arms, sliding in the armholes to rub some on her chest, but Abbie knows that it is just a way for Tim to cup and play with her boobs and nipples for a bit. When rubbing on her neck, he does the same thing, expose to the ridge of her tank top. Again Tim’s fingers rub down inside her shirt to ‘make.