Widowed Muslim Aunt and I try BDSM

“Aaack!” Aunt Sheen gagged a bit as felt my thick, throbbing cock hit the back of her throat.

“Wow!” I exclaimed in amazement when I realized aunty had taken over half my long, thick dick in her mouth without needing much help. This was a good sign as it showed that aunty had probably gotten used to the thickness and length of my young cock after almost a year.

“Aackk!.. Aacck! Aaahh… cckk!” Aunt Sheen began to gag harder though when I pushed my cock even deeper into her mouth. I felt the head push against the opening to her throat.

“Oh!” I had to exclaim when Aunt Sheen’s throat involuntarily clasped around my thick cock buried deep in her warm mouth. However I didn’t relent because aunt did not try pushing me away and kept her hands firmly clasped behind her back.

“Aacck! Aarhh.. Aaack! Aaahh..!” Aunt Sheen’s mouth was making loud gagging sound as I pushed the thick head of my throbbing cock into her small throat. Aunt Sheen was showing impressive restraint despite having my cock pushed constantly deeper into her mouth.

“Aaah.. hunh.. hunh.. Aahh…” Aunt Sheen began to gasp and moan when I finally pulled the length of my cock from within her warm, tight mouth. The way her warm wet mouth and her tight throat felt on my hard cock made me feel the climax coming closer. I looked up and noticed the sky was now completely dark. The clouds silently and swiftly rolled beneath the stars which twinkled overhead.

I had to stop and catch my breath. I was also trying to delay my orgasm. I wanted to make this moment last longer so I sucked in a few deep breaths.

Toyed at Work Desk

“Come on, let’s go down.” I said simply before bending down and grabbing my shorts and the smoking paraphernalia. I didn’t wait to see if aunty was following me because I heard her slipping on her flip-flops and hurrying after me.

As I walked downstairs I had a clear idea of what I wanted to do. As soon as I stepped down the last step in the kitchen I turned around and looked at Aunt Sheen, who stood a couple of stairs above me.

“Go and get your vibrator.” I said before I walked to the drawing room. I stripped off my Tee in the dining hall and kept my clothes, along with the cigarette packet and lighter, on the couch.

Walking into the dark, small room I switched on the hidden lighting, making the small room glow with a golden ambient light. Then I walked to the large desk on the right. It was a large wooden antique with numerous drawers on both sides. A wide bookshelf was nailed above the desk at face level. The desk was now almost empty with only a calendar and some paperweights on it. Aunt Sheen’s laptop was also plugged and kept to one side. This is where she would usually manage her successful herbs and spices business from home. I sat down on the plush, black leather-clad armchair that belonged to my dead uncle and waited.

Aunt Sheen entered the room after several minutes. She was completely nude, except for the ropes around her wrists and ankles as well as the high heels and leather belt, just like earlier. Aunty had also put on light makeup, with a gleaming gold lip-gloss and matching eye-shadow. She also carried the powerful, pink-colored 6-inch vibrator in her hand.

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