Late that afternoon, we went to my aunt's house. Joan and Milton were childless. From talking to them, I knew it wasn't by choice but because she coul...dn't bear children physically. She and he were great people and always treated me like a son. I was anxious for them to meet Karen. We walked to the door and I rang the bell.Milton answered the door and invited us in. Joan came out and flew to my open arms. Karen was hugging Milton and then introducing Marianne, Irene, and Jim. Joan listened and. There were no much inhabitation and finally reached the house. The house was big but the problem was there was no inhabitation for almost 5 kms around that house. I was a bit scared initially but when I ensured no one was around in that house I felt safe because even if he try some mischief I can handle him and my one kick will make him fall to ground. Reached there at around 10 PM. Immediately he fixed me a drink and gave me a dress and told me to try that. It was a Pink Blouse and a Green. Yeah, I used the word "play". Our relationship is based on a consensual power exchange. We won't be engage in anything that involves somebody being forced. I submit because I really like it. I do have a safe word but have never used it. In truth our play doesn't usually get real rough. The turn-on is in the exchange of power. It's a form of foreplay that is very intoxicating. So far I have never been ordered to do something that I wouldn't do. At times, it's a challenge but I really do get off. She was wearing creamy colored salwar kameez with a dark blue lehenga. Forget about her description her hunger for sex made the whole encounter unforgettable.I inched close to her with our eyes fixated onto each other. I could sense her long deep breaths. I pushed her by the tummy to the closest wall. I moved my lips close to her. She immediately cupped my face and started kissing me. It was a long wet kiss with our lips and tongues completely wet in each other’s saliva.She was a horny bitch. I.