Widowed Muslim Aunt and I try BDSM

“Nice!” I said and grinned in appreciation, feeling my wet cock twitch noticeably at her slutty outfit. Aunt Sheen smiled wide and pushed out her heavy, bare chest out proudly. Although I hadn’t told Aunt Sheen what I intended to do, I could still see the gleam of excitement in her eyes as she looked down at me, sat on her deceased husband’s chair.

“Get over here, slut.” I whispered to her and aunty immediately stepped close to me. I stood up and cupped her dark, voluptuous boobs gently in my hands.

“Mmmhmm.” Aunt Sheen moaned and closed her eyes when I first began to gently rub the underside of her soft, large breasts. “Oh!” She exclaimed when I suddenly clamped her nipples and squeezed hard without warning.

I could feel my thick cock getting aroused from its semi-erect state. I was desperate to fuck Aunty but I wanted to make this a memorable moment for her too.

“This is where uncle used to work so hard, right?” I asked as I let go of her lovely boobs and stepped behind her.

“Yes, sir.” Aunt Sheen replied softly, in a demure tone.

“And this is where you work now?” I asked, looking at her mature, nude body unashamed and standing before me.

“Then this is where you’ll get fucked too.” I said before I nudged her gently in the back.

Aunt Sheen smiled and nodded as she walked to the desk without a word. Standing behind her, I watched as Sheen’s enormous, dark ass cheeks swayed up and down with each step. The lotion on her dusky body made her curvy, lovely body glow with a golden light. She stopped as she reached the desk, waiting for my next order.

“Put the vibrator on the desk and lean over.” I said softly, slowly stepping closer to her lovely, dark back. Aunt Sheen obeyed immediately and kept the vibrator at one end of the desk. She then bent from her waist and leaned over the desk, resting herself on her hands.

“No. Stretch out your arms to the sides and get lower.” I said in a commanding tone. Aunt Sheen didn’t waste time and complied immediately.

“Good.” I said once aunty was standing with her upper body resting completely on the desk. I walked to her left and undid the rope from her smooth, shapely arms. I stretched the other end and tied it firmly to the front legs of the desk. I moved to the other side and tied her right arm to the desk in the same way. I stepped behind her now.

“Spread your legs as wide as you can.” I ordered her softly but firmly. Again, Aunt Sheen complied without a word. I saw her spread out her legs. She managed to spread them nearly 4 feet apart in her high heels.

“That’s good.” I said and Aunt Sheen maintained the stance. I knelt by her left leg and undid the length of rope wrapped loosely around her thick, firm calves. Once I had firmly tied the rope around the rear left leg of the desk I stepped over to the other side and did the same with her right foot. I took a step back and checked my work.

“Not bad for an amateur.” I thought to myself when I saw my mature, slutty aunt bent over her (and hubby’s) work desk, with her legs spread out like a whore and her enormous round ass exaggerated in that stance. This time I definitely felt my semi-erect cock becoming harder.

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