I asked her what was wrong and she kind of jumped. Apparently, she had not been expecting me. She told me that she was scared and wanted me to sleep... in here with her. Looking at her face, I knew I couldn’t refuse her. I told her I would get a blanket and sleep on the floor. She insisted I slept on the bed with her. Reluctantly, but not arguing about it, I complied. I pulled back the sheets and crawled into the bed. She was cold and asked me to hold her. I put my arm around her chest,. He heard and felt a twisting squiggle deep in his guts. The panicattack was developing slowly but relentlessly. He hated the fact that hehad to soil himself everyday. It was a disgusting thing for an adult tohave to do. The smell, the mess - and worst of all, the humiliatingclean-up afterwards when his nappy was changed, was a horrid experience.Every time he had to lie back on the changing table with his handsclutching the backs of his knees tightly to his chest, his filthy bottomand bits and. .By now we started to undress each other...caressing each others torso...and abs...he smelled so good...like spring and freshly cut grass....I took of his pants while he took of mine....soon we were both naked and horny.....I asked Vic to lie down and let me suck him....I slow start making my way down...kissing his neck....his chest....his abs....licking his treasure trail...and finally reached his cock.....I licked and sucked....I can't believe it...I was sucking his cock....it taste sooo. I ran, hugged her from behind as soon as she closed the windows and the curtains and whispered in her ears kissing her neck”mmmm my beautiful aunty” she starts moaning and replies”mmmmm. . . . ajju, don’t call me aunty anymore. Call me by name mmhhh. . . . Mmmm”for which I replied”hhmmmm, my dear sexy Meena, I love you soooo much”. I, now asked that why did she closed the windows and curtains, as it might be suffocating. She replied”mmm, I want total privacy with you. Nobody should enjoy this.