Initially, she would cover her breasts with her saree, but later she did not bother in my presence. Sometimes baby would cry while playing, and his mo...ther would immediately feed him. I still used to play with him while he was getting fed and sometimes unintentionally touched aunty’s breast.As Uncle was a class 1 officer, he used to go on training and official tours to the capital city for work. Aunty and her baby would be alone. So she would ask my mother to let me sleep in their house for some. “Yes Sir,” she replies. He looks at me and states, “Play with your niece pet, but she is not allowed to cum.” I reply, “Yes Sir.” He walks back over to continue his ministrations on Sam. I stand behind Simone and start massaging her shoulders to relax her. Slowly, I let my hands rub lower until I was fondling her beautiful breasts and rolling her nipples with my fingers. I can hear her breathing speed up as she starts to enjoy the sensations. She lays her head back and relaxes into the chair,. As she turned she gave a squeal of horror and tried to hide behind me. I'd seen at the same time as she, there was Jim standing just inside his front fence, stark naked, stroking his cock, and watching us. "Hi Bob, hi Margie," sorry to give you such a fright." He said it casually as if what the three of us were doing was quite natural. "Oh, hi Jim, you did give us a bit of a start," I answered, also trying to sound natural, but feeling anything but. I'd put my arm around Margie and had pulled. My eyes were blazing with pure fury, teeth grit tightly, as I stared into his eyes. ?You insult me, Mr. Andrews. You seem to think that in this business, you can negotiate, but I’m afraid that’s not the way it works. I set the price, you pay, you get your product, and you leave. No questions asked, nor answered. Now, thanks to your audacity, Teresa here will be punished severely, because I hate it when my clients insult me.? I told him, and I gripped her hair so tightly that with a small.