“I waited so long for you to arrive,” whispered the female form in the total darkness above me as she reached between us, grabbing my now fully ra...ging hard-on. “I need you in my pussy NOW!” she rasped in a hoarse whisper as she raised up, positioning me at her wet center.Without hesitation she slammed her crotch down to meet mine, emitting a high pitched squeak. At that moment I recognized the voice of the woman above me as my Aunt Betty, my eldest brother Bill’s wife, yeah, I called her. Mathew wasn’t sure what to do. Was he really supposed to beat this little girl with his belt. He’d seen things like this on the internet, but in person was different. Part of him new this was wrong, but the darker part felt a surge of power and could feel his penis responding to the thought. He walked closer and took an experimental swing. It connected with her legs and made a quiet slap. She barely flinched. ?You must do it harder Little Boy, or Miss Garde will do much worse.? He. She knew she was digging her fingernails into his back. She didn’t care at that point. Her body shuttered and she tasted blood in her mouth. She had bitten him on the shoulder hard enough to break the skin. She wasn’t into rough sex but she couldn’t control herself. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she wrapped her arms around his body as another climax hit her. It was an awkward position but she wanted to be as close to him as she could, she wanted to be one with him. The last thing she. ”“Exactly. So, where do you want me to start?”“You can just hang here and watch me for now,” said Patty. “I need to get the turkey ready to go into the oven first. Have you ever roasted a turkey before?”“No, I’ve just enjoyed the fruits of someone else’s labor. Do you roast your turkey? I didn’t know many people did that anymore…”“I’m traditional where the holidays are concerned. We’ll occasionally deep-fry or smoke a turkey during the summer for the Fourth of July or Labor Day, but I have.