Saved and Rescued

I didn't want him in my life again but here he was holding me in his arms. Weeks after Steve returned to the US, here he was again spouting frivolous words that he needs me. My life without him had begun to turn into a somewhat sensible lifestyle with some control over my sexual urges.

I DON'T WANT TO MARRY YOU OR ANY OTHER MAN. He kept holding me in his arms trying to convince me it isn't so. I was content with Astrid and Ian by my side. Steve knew about Astrid but not aware of her son Ian.

A rage was coming over Steve holding me tighter. I struggled in releasing myself from his grip when his lips touched mine. I looked over his shoulder seeing Ian in the room. He just stood there mesmerised transfixed by my dress being lifted to my waist.

YOU ARE A DELICIOUS HOT PUSSY THAT I WANT TO MARRY. I was being washed over with the slutish feeling that I thought was under control.

STEVE, STEVE HELP ME FROM WANTING YOU. Within moments the situation changed Steve was laying on the floor, pushed there by Ian. AUNTY MY AUNTY. Steve rose from the floor still in a rage

YOUNG COCK THAT'S WHAT YOU DESIRE YOU WHORE Ian punched him in the guts, doubling over GET THE FUCK OUT he screamed at Steve. Yes he left in a hurry, not wanting to see or hear from him now or in the future again

Ian was very concerned, by pulling down my dress, I took him into my arms feeling so motherly towards him. I wanted to kiss him so much when Ian covered my lips with his. I reciprocated his kindness and unzipped him. His cock popped out for his aunty to suck it with love. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AUNTY. I was content swallowing his young warm cream.