I couldn’t believe it. I leaned forward and said, “I want you too continue, Aunty.”I kissed her lightly on the lips. She returned my kiss. Her t...ongue pushed its way between my lips and entered my mouth. As we kissed her hand grabbed my cock again and began to stroke it. She broke our kiss. “Lay back.” she said.I laid back and she leaned forward and began to kiss and lick my cock. She kissed it all over. She did long licks with her tongue. Starting from the base to the fat head of my pulsing. Before she had a chance to scream a warning, the male, who had silently crept up to be directly behind her had entered her body, savagely thrusting his engorged cock into her. She struggled, mostly out of sheer panic at the speed of the attack, but her feeble attempts to break away were soon thwarted by her attacker’s accomplices who held her arms tightly. She was in trouble with little hope of rescue until each had taken her repeatedly. They pawed at her breasts and cunt while one of them. “Though you look like you could use some excitement in your life.” He added on, and though I wished to speak back, he cut me off with a third statement. “I might just have the gift for you, one you hopefully use to your full benefit.” He continued, pulling out a book from his cloak to hand to you.As you pick it up, you notice that it is extremely old, made entirely of leather with the exception of the pages themselves. The cover was studded and held the sigil of a dragon in the dead center of. “Oh fuck yeah!” Lynda moans even louder as Giovanni’s slut secretary fingers her pussy in short quick strokes, she claims her trembling lovers dripping wet pussy, quickly focusing on her engorged clit. Lynda’s love cries escalate into wild screams of pure pleasure as Bianca’s fingers found and kneaded her g-spot while devouring her pussy hungrily, sucking and then licking from her swollen juicy covered lips, to her erect clitoris. Lynda was lost in the whirlwind of her pleasure her only.