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auntie and her little toy

... that we had the room to ourselves, seeing as Suzzi invited me up to get changed and there was no-one else in there, so I strode right on in. And there in front of me, stripped bare of her wedding finery stood Deborah. Her white stockings, laying very nicely over her shapely legs, were being held up by a very nice, tight waspie of a corset, which also pushed out her small but not minuscule breasts. Anutie was trying her best to release Deborah from her waspie as Obvioulsy Deborah had been on some sort of starvation diet before the wedding and 5 courses and several glasses of wind had expanded her frame to the point where she needed help in being let free. In fact they were so engrossed in trying to release the numerous hooks that held her in, that they didn’t notice me stood in the doorway. I however had a full view and was transfixed. Any moment now Deborah’s tits would be released. Sadly I was not allowed to see this sight as Suzzi was curious as to why I’d stoped in the doorway and joined me, giggling as she did. Deborah looked up at us both and screamed. “My fucking pervert cousin and my lesbian s****r are watching me get undressed”! Auntie peered around Deborah and slurred out, “it’s alright darling they are f****y”, and at that point the last hook that held Deborah in gave way and she was free, as were her tits and even though they weren’t the biggest I’d ever seen they were still worth seeing. Deborah screamed out for us to get you and auntie gestured wildly with her ...

... hand. Suzzi and I walked out backwards as Deborah tried, unsuccessfully, to hold her waspie to her. “Nice tit’s”, I said to Suzzi and we both fell about laughing. “You better get changed out here then” she said back, so I dropped my trousers and started to undo my shirt. “steady big boy”, said Suzzi. “well like your mother said, we’re f****y”, I replied. “yeah f****y but I don’t particularly want to see your wang flopping around, especially seeing as posh totty Deborah has stirred a bit of life in it”. Suzzi pointed at a lazy lob sitting in my pants. I can’t deny that seeing Deborah like that did get my loins stirring. So I smilled and said, “forgot you only like carpet munching”. “Oh yeah, and how do you know that” replied Suzzi, who moved forward and then grabbed my shaft, “how do you know I haven’t had heaps of these as well” and she squeezed hard. There came a noise from the bathroom and Suzzi and I parted company. I rushed to pull on my best hippy trousers and rock band tee shirt. Deborah came out and I apologised for barging in. I tried to explain but you could see Deborah was having none of it, and as he looked at me it was obvious she didn’t like my choice of evening wear either. Auntie came out of the bathroom and told me not to worry, accidents happen she said. She also asked me to accompany her downstairs and to the bar, at least until Deborah is away. “I don’t want to be alone with that prick of an ex husband and his latest toy” she said. I was happy to oblige. ...