She was a small woman, standing only as tall as his chin even in heels. She had a waist he often joked could be encircled by a finger and thumb, but h...er tight and toned ass could hardly be called anemic, nor her grapefuit-sized breasts. She was a woman who despite working out on a treadmill and bike, had never been able to tone her tummy. He liked it that way though.His erection was almost painfuly full when he approached her corpse, and the touch of his hand to her face nearly caused him to. I started shampooing my hair with the selection of herbal hair shampoo I found. After washing my hair, I started lathering my body and face with the lovely sandalwood soap. I heard aunt back in the room.Then she said: Dear Deeptha, I got a good selection of dresses for you, I am sure my size fits you.I heard her voice louder as she entered the bathroom.Then she said: Deeptha dear, I am going to join you and we can wash each other, what do you say?Now my aunt was behind my back in a moment. I caressed my breasts and pulled them out of my low cleavage dress. My nipples were swollen and tender as I knelt up and rubbed it against the inspectors’ lips. He went to suck on them but I pulled away and the kisses him again. I teased him again with my nipples and he tried harder to suck but I was one step ahead as I took his cock between my breasts and rubbed them up and down wanking his oozing cock. My saliva lubricated my boobs and gave him a smooth ride. He was moaning and begging me to. It was not surprising that Allah ignored his piteous cries for help. He had yet to repent his long list of indiscretions and transgressions, both minor and major."I plan to do interesting things to you Jefri, you dirty little prick. It's payback time," she said, gloating, her eyes now a dull, hellish red. The whole room had suddenly become very cold and it wasn't the air-conditioning."You won't like my plans but you won't be able to do anything about it. First I want your confession."He rushed.