It could be any number of people or...not people. Clara was just about to open her eyes to make sure when she heard Amy's crisp Scottish brogue permea...e the air. "No peaking! Turn over onto that ass of yours. Hopefully it's not as raw as it looks," Amy said with a sly giggle. Clara raised herself on her arms and flipped over, gently putting her weight onto her swollen, red ass. Clearly it was even more well-spanked than it appeared, as Clara had to lift herself back up multiple times, lowering. She came through the shower door and right into my arms, giving me a long, wet kiss. Her body felt so good and her hands were roaming all over me, running through my hair, grabbing my ass and scratching my back. I started to pull one of her legs up to expose her pussy to my already hard cock, but she pulled her leg away. She was remaining in charge. Her hands reached around to my ass cheeks grabbing them hard and pulling them apart. Then she reached for a bottle where we keep all the shampoos. I watched my aunt suck me for another 15 minutes before I saw me stirring a little and heard a slight grunt from me. My aunt bobbed faster and then she stopped and brought her hand back up and stroked me.“Mmmmmhhh….” I could hear my aunt moaning.I felt weak! Was I cumming in my aunt’s mouth! That could explain why there wasn't any cum in my shorts. I watched my aunt put her hand back between her legs and start to rub again. My aunt then took my cock out of her mouth and continued to slowly. They weren’t related but during school, everyone called them that because of their Italian heritage.These boys always wanted a game of cards, if I recall.When I found there place, the front door was open as I knocked and walked inside.Sure as the nose on my face, that’s what they were doing.Poker and drinking, there were a few people playing.“Well, look what the mutha fuckin’ cat dragged in,” Rizzo, shouted out.They all greeted me with hugs and someone poured me a (I still don’t know what it.