"I saw them," Mark said bending to reach those diaper pins Abby hadnoted.Mark automatically took up one of the pink sets opening both beforetaking up ...the baby oil. He used a baby wipe first gently mimickingAbby's motions when she was cleaning him.It was another one of those incredibly erotic moments as Mark rubbedAbby with baby oil and it was obvious she felt the same way. Mark, stillin the afterglow of his own orgasm, enjoyed the face Abby was making.Mark wiped his hands with a baby wipe then. We went outside to check the horses and talk privately."What do you think we should do with them?"Bennie shrugged. "I guess the easiest would be to kill them. They aren't worth much to themselves or anyone else. You knew that, so what's your idea?" I agree that's the easiest. I do have a different idea. What if we send them to Preservation? They aren't really bad men but they do need the leadership and order that Preservation would provide them. We can warn them that they will have to live. So I obeyed my parents.Now let me describe my aunt in sexy language. She is a fair tall & slim girl having two round football size boobs on her chest. Her ass can make any innocent man wild as they used to invite indirectly to make the hole pinkish by inserting their tools but character wise she was not like that.She loved my uncle very much & enjoyed sex life with him only.May be she had not got any other dick to suck, any other man to fuck,& may she tried she wished but no luck.When I reached. Her bosom was covered by almost sheer white silk and the darkness of her nipples was readily visible. She sat with me and accepted wine. She seemed to have a certain excitement about her but kept her composure and entered into conversation with me, enquiring as to my age and health and commenting upon my clothing and appearance. I engaged in conversation with her as Mistress Pickles and Jenkins had advised me I should, complimenting her and making no enquiries concerning her identity nor her.