So eventually she started to talk to me about my studies my future plans etc. Since I was a little fair n having a cute face she liked me very much. S...ometimes she used to pull my cheeks when she used to come to aunts house. I liked the way she touch me and whenever she touches me my little brother wakes up. So one day my aunt went to a business meeting along with her husband to Delhi and since I was there in Chennai my aunt asked sathya aunty to check upon me as I will be alone there.My aunt. After a couple of minutes Tommy steps out of the shower and walks towards me with his huge, ten inch cock bouncing around in front of him. He stops behind me, places his hands on my hips and starts running his cock up and down between my ass cheeks. I slap his hand and tell him to let go of me, but he pushes me face down on the bathroom counter and holds me there while he grabs a bottle of baby oil and squirts some between my ass cheeks. I know what he is planning on doing, and he is only. Granted, the book was not in the best of shape and it did not have its original book jacket, but it was a genuine first edition and she had paid the clueless proprietor of the shop only twelve dollars for it (he himself, she came to learn, had only paid four dollars for it himself, buying it from a collection of books at an estate sale). The book would eventually end up among her most prized possessions—those things, like her rocker, her antique radio, and her couch, that she carted with her. It was unplanned and uncalled for. There was no need for life to do it. I mean, there are plenty of other people in the world for it to pick on. Why did it choose to rain on my parade?I'm thirty, been around a bit, and I know, quite happily where I'm going. At least I did.I have a long-term boyfriend; he's not perfect, then again, neither am I. I have him trained to do housework, wash dishes, programmed to use the washing machine and he's even toilet trained (In that he lifts the toilet seat.