"Please don't say such shameful things to me, Mike," she murmured, her voice shaking from the cock-pounding he was giving her. "I'm your aunt, not some common slut. Come on, lover, can't you be nicer, can't you be sweet for your aunt?"

"What if the guys wanted to fuck your tits?" Mike asked, smashing his lips to hers and mauling her sensitive tits with his strong hands. "What if the girls wanted to fuck you with big rubber cocks? What if they wanted to shit on you and make you rub it all over your sweet, sexy body? You'd love all of that, wouldn't you, whore?"

Jane tried to bring her hands down to grab her nephews back. Another orgasm was exploding through her. She cried out in surprise when she realized that her teenage nephew had bound her hands to the head of the bed. She couldn't turn her head to look because of the way his lips were crushing down over hers, but she knew that some thin strap was circling both her wrists, holding them high above her head.

"What are you doing, Mike?" she gasped around his questing tongue and squirming lips. "What kind of game are you playing with me, Mike?"

"This isn't a game, this is your sweetest drew," Mike said. He grabbed her tight, firm ass and pulled her up savagely at his brutal cock thrusts. "Now tell me how you'd love getting fucked by dildos, getting pissed on and fucked up your ass and down your throat. Tell me how much you'd love a cock sliding between these pretty tits, how turned on you'd be rubbing big, smelly turds all over your sweet body. Tell me how much you'd love it!"

For the first time Jane felt frightened. She had the sudden, sinking feeling that for the first time in her life she had met a guy who wouldn't let her call all the shots. She had never kept one guy for as long as she had kept her nephew, and she wondered if that had been her mistake. She knew for certain that this would have to be the last time the two of them were together.