"Yes, father," I said, "thank you, father. For my own sake then - and Hazel's?" "By 'eck," he said, "will you two ever set your hearts on marriage?" "...nly to each other, father." "Be off with you," he said, "and be sure to look your best for Postlethwaite." Father smiled and sighed, a response that reflected the paradox of our time, one that saw remarkable progress walking hand in hand with oppression. England had walloped the French at Trafalgar, yet feared revolution at home, a potential. .. Yeah..." she whispered, panting the words and gasping as I stiffened my tongue, working it between her swollen pussy lips."Hmmmph!" I moaned, swallowing her juices as even more of her cum ran down my cheeks and chin and neck. Mom got really wet when she was cumming!She groaned loudly, almost collapsing on her rubbery legs when I brought her off three times in quick succession.I'd never sucked pussy before in my life, but I knew what I was doing, believe me. I'd been made for this and the. “It’s not dark.” He got a picnic basket out of the back seat and took my hand. Not in a romantic way, just in a leading way. Still, my stomach turned in on itself when I felt his warm skin against mine. I appreciated his hand though, because at this point, I was really confused at the night’s turn of events. He set the basket down on a grassy area and went over to a street lamp. I was still unsure of what he meant by it not being dark, since it was. The lamp was not on, and the only lights were. At first it did sound like someone was in pain but very soon I realized that it was actually pleasure that caused the long groan and deep sighs. Maybe one of the aunts Was getting busy with some guy? It was too much for me not to investigate. For years this had been a question and I couldn't pass up being the one who could answer if the aunts got fucked regularly or not. So creeping from my bed I opened my door and headed down the hallway to my aunts room. The old doors, with giant keyholes.