Her fingers stroked his cock, smearing the pre-cum over and around the head as she kept her hand thrust into his boxer shorts.She slid her hand down t...he shaft, her fingers curling to grip his balls. They felt heavy and full. Charlotte had the urge to drop to her knees and suck him but she knew that was a bad idea with so many people nearby. It wasn’t like she was a virgin. That had been lost a long time ago on a piece of waste ground near the Crawley Estate back in Liverpool following a bottle. You lift your hand and try pushing it open, but it remains frozen after a rumble."Aunty Janet?" you shout, peeking over the gate, at the house. "Lucy?"You attempt to open the gate again, but to no avail. Glancing at the fence, an idea crosses your mind. Although the fence reaches up to your shoulders, it is a four rail fence. Climbing over it sounds like more fun than forcing open the door.You step to the side and lift your leg. Once. Twice. When you try to take another step on the 'ladder' and. .” Another thudding blow came down across her back and though there was a great deal of noise, there was no real pain to speak of, more like the sensation she would have felt if she received a slap on the back from a friend, if she were choking. As the fronds pulled back from her, she heard the whirring sound of the ends of the flogger as they whipped through the air. The rhythm of his calm, reassuring voice slowly lulled her into a state of security. She felt the ache of the pressure on her. Somehow my aunt ended up sitting in my lap, at first I didn’t feel much as we all were engaged in a conversation. After a few minutes, my family was silent and some song was playing.I was seated on the right end of the seat while my sexy aunt on my lap. Now I realized the opportunity I had in my hands, literally in my hands. I had the woman who I had a lot of fantasy dreams with.I was wearing a veshti (Dhoti) and shirt. She was wearing a beautiful Red Saree. There were a million thoughts inside.