She left me seated on the toilet seat and left the bathroom to get something. Desi indian Aunty didn’t wiped her mouth and got off the couch to leave for her room. I was caned several times again after going through more questions. I made my way inside the room. She showed me the spot where I was supposed to sit. He lactate on her breast milk, after sucking on it more. I smelled on the sheets, and sensed aunty’s fragrance on some of it. I was caught. The guy screamed in pain. I remembered the clips of uncle’s punishments. She held his medium sized hard dick in her hands and said,“Is it any good to get used?” and slapped on it. I made my way inside the room. My heartbeat was left beating at its worst while I held myself still.There were some more stories, the most creepy one was when aunty beat a criminal so hard
