The foreground of this episode was started when I was sent to my uncle (actually my mother’s brother) in 11th class. But the background was develope...d when I first saw her. Oh my god! What a lady she is? She is such a flower whose qualities cannot be described in words. She is Anju, my aunty. But I never surmised her so. I always assumed her mine.Well, she was always there in my dreams. She is in my arms and kissing me, I am fondling her, she is ruling me, and I am serving her, I am licking her. .. Still visible on the frosting. The rest of those words were sloshing around somewhere in Jared’s stomach along with ten big slices of pizza, lots of beer and that large bottle of wine he had consumed. Bits of chocolate cake where also spilling off the side of that table and down onto the floor. Those bits were scattered along the floor in amongst a few dozen beer cans. Those beer cans were all crunched in their middle and still had little droplets of their contents slowly dripping out of the. I slowly open my legs and let the five wankers see my wet cunt with your spunk oozing out of it and, leaning back against you, I put my hands on my tits and squeeze and fondle them as I run my tongue suggestively around my lips, allowing saliva to drip over my chin and run down to my erect nipples.This is too much for two of our wankers and their cocks erupt in their hands and their spunk splatters onto my body. The other three move closer and start to run their hands over me, fondling my tits. "Good girl. Now stay."At first, this was a simple request. She didn't understand the reasoning behind it at all. Then she saw Casper move outside of her field of vision. He had picked up the scent coming from between her legs. Without her being able to move, there was nothing to prevent him from seeking out the source of the juice that he'd been treated with regularly since Stacie had begun her submission. She twitched as she felt his cold nose on her ass, but that was only a brief prelude."Oh,.