I will understand completely, and will never hold it against you. If you don’t want to go out naked, or wearing this, use your safe word, and you ca...n wear the sweats you came in.”She was silent for a moment, then knelt, cast her eyes down, and said, “Sir, please forgive me. Your slave has forgotten her place. I will wear whatever you feel is appropriate for me. I am a slut, and I do swallow. Forgive me.”“Okay, I’ll forgive you this once. Any further intransigence will be punished harshly.. .? What? You want to whack him off? Is that what you are saying?" Ben was staring at her in surprise. It was probably the last thing he expected."Don't say it like that, I just want to give something back. He is all alone, and he has been so nice, helping me and all. He doesn't have a wife, and he lives by himself." Lots of men don't have wives, and lots of them live alone?" With Henry it's different for some reason. I just want to make him happy, is all. Besides, it's just hands, you know.. While this guy was hitting his 50's, he moved like he was 20. He was stocky & had a little chub to him, but he still had his muscle. This guy just shoved me into a bed, unbuckled my belt & pulled down my pants & moved my thong aside. This guy just lifted my waist & turned me on my back & just began furiously fucking my tight asshole. This guy was a b**st, like this was like a rerun of when Punjabi Daddi had his way with me the first time. So wild, verile & untamed, I loved it. Then in a change. “No problem Aunt Lisa.” I said, giving her a friendly smile back.After we finished the tour we walked back into the livingroom. “Have a seat Alan, I'm gonna get a drink from the kitchen. You want a beer or something?” she asked.“Yeah, I'll take a beer, thanks.” I said, taking a seat on the couch.I watched her ass sway back and forth as she walked slowly into toward the kitchen. Damn, I thought to myself. I just couldn't stop gawking at her. She may have been a bombshell, but she was still my.