Even as a toddler, he knew to treat her like he was walking on eggshells. The simplest comment might send her into a spiral where she couldn’t climb... out of bed for days. Jane and Toni were peripherally aware of her illness, but since he never spoke of it, they never really questioned him about it.The situation only worsened over time. He was not only responsible for feeding himself and getting her to eat enough to survive, but he had to keep his mother safe from anything which might set her. . Aaaahh ar rahi thi somya ki gori gulabi fuli hui chut mere samne thi mane somya ki chut ko kiss kar rha tah or chat rha tha kiya chut thi muje to uske kiss karne me mza aa rha tha or somya ki chut se lagatar pani aa rha tha or mai use chat rha fir mane apne ek haat se somya chut ko toda sa khola or dekne lga.Somya boli aryan kiya dek rahe ho mai bola dek rha hu ki aapki chut kitni kubsurat hai man kar rha hai kha jau or uski chut ke uper ke hisse ko apne danto me leker katne lga mere katne. “It’s so pink and smooth on the inside. Like polished pink coral.” “Now Patrick… I can’t take it. I need it now. Fuck me now!” Dee cried out; this time she was not begging, but sounded demanding in her need to have him in her. Patrick chuckled, “I told you I want to taste you first.” "I… I never have done that," Dee admitted as Patrick moved his body to lie on his stomach and place his face to her pussy.Patrick looked up at Dee and raised an eyebrow. “Really?”Dee nodded. “Yes. No. Be a good little slut and crawl there like the bitch in heat that you are!” I commanded. As she crawled out of the bathroom with her shorts and panties around her ankles I could see a hint of moisture dripping from her pussy. The smell of sex filling my nose. “Oh what a kinky little bitch you really are, Aunt Val.” I thought to myself. I sat on the edge of the bed and ordered her to get over my lap. Doing as she was told, I now had my aunt in the most wonderful position. “You will count each.