Now, however, they were solicitous.“Come with us,” said Barbie. “We can talk somewhere private, where satyrs are not welcome.”Thirty seconds l...ater, only the men were standing in the kitchen. Bobby stared at his father, who had half a smile on his lips.“Did you do that on purpose?” asked Bob. “To get them to bond with her?”“Do what on purpose?” asked a very bewildered Bobby.“Son, you grabbed her breasts,” sighed Bob.“So what? I do that to Barbie and Jules all the time!”“Oh, you have much to. I stood back to admire what I had done to this helpless human girl. I had satisfied my sexual hunger and now I was hungry for more than pussyI gazed upon her bruised and broken body with slight remorse not for the human, only because I still felt dead inside I could not feel alive anymore even though I was dead. I wanted to feel happy and smile with true emotion once again like I once did with Sarah. Why Mary should feel happy, why should she be able to feel alive? My anger in me rose and I. On the other hand i am feeling a bit nervous. I was just pretending as if i am sleeping. After some time around half an hour time i hear a small sound which i understood that my aunt unhooked her blouse to make it free. She is laying on her back and i am sleeping next to her. I am not getting sleep with all my naughty thoughts. My dick is erected and is hard tearing my shots. I just released my lund from the shots for free. It is just like a strong poll waiting for the honey hole..I slowly. "I just think it'd feel better down my throat... than it would in my pussy," she'd moan. We'd get out some toys and I'd fuck her with them while she sucked me, to give her the feeling of two guys at once, or I'd just put her on her hands and knees and go to town with a dildo from behind, pretending I was one of the other guys giving it to her. She'd always been close with and particularly attracted to a college friend named Darren, so one day I got her in doggy style and started fucking her..