The weights dangled back and forth like a pendulum, pulling and milking her nipples and her clit as the cock began to move inside her, deeper and deep...er, each thrust stretching her open. “Not so deep, slower, stop, it hurts,” she cried out, confused by the strange feelings that raced through her body. She couldn’t fathom that he stuck his cock up her ass, but she couldn’t deny the feeling of fullness from his hard erection in her intestines.He gave her a moment to grow accustomed to having a. ”“Oh well, that’s a relief. I really thought I had frightened her away.”“Bloody hell. My own mother. So! What would you like me to do? The same as my mother did? Would that be enough? I’m not sure that I would want to do much else.”“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I’d rather you told me a bit more about yourself now.”“What would you like to know?”“Lots of things, but I would be interested in hearing about your sex life. You said just now that you liked knickers. What do you do with them?. When I entered the room I was surprised to see him puttering around with a dust rag in his hand. ‘I thought you drowned,’ he said. ‘What are you doing?’ ‘Well, I noticed it must be the maid’s week off so I thought I would tidy up a bit for you.’ Again with the insults, I thought. ‘Did it ever occur to you that I like my dust bunnies?’ He smiled genuinely. ‘I remember Sara telling me how busy your life is and I just want to help. Hey, I feel like crap for what happened today. I’m trying to. Riya’s eyes were closed with pleasure as she was fingering herself. She opened her eyes when the cold drops of oil travelled on the sides of her tits. She stopped fingering on seeing me. I watched him massaging her.After a while, I rose from the sofa and went to touch her boobs again. She blushed at my touch.I said, “Wow it really works. Can I also try this Ishan?”Ishan : “Sure Aunty. But only if Riya allows it.”I looked at Riya. She was still looking at floor. I held her chin and raised her.