My aunt was asked to sleep in my room and an extra bed was provided for her. I didn’t like it at that time b’cos it was like peeking into my priva...cy and in spite of my objection and on strict warning from my dad, she was put up in my room, at that time I resented it cos her staying in my room will put a full stop to my nocturnal activities, like reading my collection of sex books (RASAVANTI) as those were the only books available then and my daily ritual of masturbation before going to sleep.. One of the large guys had my blood on his leather gloved hand. I was hurting.I tried to spin a mending command around me, to take away the pain but after a couple of tries, I realised with shock that something had left me.Shaw watched my struggle and smiled even more broadly. "I almost feel sorry for you." He chuckled "You have none of the training that this sort of situation calls for, you are childishly naive in these manners and you're supposedly the champion of that weak fool Mab and her. The sound of the night seemed like a symphony as his expert hands wandered over her, pressing lightly but surely, on both tits, the nipples, then down her stomach to her groin. She groaned as his hand worked under the thong, and when his finger touched her clit gently, her hips jumped to his hand. His smooth chest was pressing her soft, tender boobs, and she felt wonderful anticipation, and surrender. She groaned into his mouth.Gina reached for the waistband of the swimming trunks, both hands. After your mother left me, I was very sad for a while, but eventually met my late wife and we had a great 30 years together, but like your mother, cancer took her from me about a year ago. Your mother and my late wife were the only two women I ever dated, and I haven’t dated anyone for the last year.”“I am so sorry to hear that and I’m sorry I misunderstood. I would love to meet you. My mom talked about you sometimes and I could tell by the look in her eye when she did that you had something.