As soon as I uttered the words his eyes flew open. He turned towards me, a look of horror on his face. It wasn't funny, but I had to struggle to keep ...from laughing. He was still in the middle of cumming as he tried to cover himself with his hands. Cum was splashing off his hands and going every which way. He jumped up, hands still covering his spurting cock and hesitated. I was standing in the doorway, blocking the only exit to the room. "I'm sorry," he stammered as he quickly headed towards. We sat by the tv room and started talking. She asked about work, my fitness, gf, etc. I was trying to pull the conversation towards something steamy! A thought stuck my mind:Me: ” Sheela aunty, aren’t you tired with all the shifting and stuff??”She: “Oh! don’t get me started! I’m doing all this by myself and its draining me completely”Me: “Good that you called me for help! But why didn’t you call me before?”She: ” I thought I could manage this but then sprained my ankle yesterday and it hurts. Her timing increased, I began to gasp in time with her strokes,the erotic pleasure of it was truly sinful. She pulled her fingers awayruthlessly, I groaned loudly in true sorrow, "Ohh.. noplease...please...please Mistress.." Once Mistress had put the blindfold back on me & reset thehandcuffs to be in the back once again, she explained the next level tome. She was going upstairs in our suburban home to spread herself acrosssomething & I was to now find her by using only my nose. Mistress said. They’re capped at their six embryos each, not much more than zygotes at this stage, anyway. You can cum in their pussies now without risking another pregnancy, I assure you,” the spirit told me after apparently taking a lengthy leave of several days, “on the other hand, you’ll want to finish up and get your dagger ready soon, because a party of eight very incensed men and two uptight, sanctimonious women are on their way to assault you guys. They can’t do any harm to you, but they need to be.