Splash after splash of sperm filled her grotto soaking every inch, nook and cranny of her cunt, spilling out onto her boss cock and balls. Margie dism...unted and bent her head down using her mouth and tongue to lick, suck and clean her pimp-boss' organ.She rose from the bed and went into the bathroom and cleaned herself up before the next round started. Mr. Martin Vandervoort reached over to the night table to retrieve a cigarette and his lighter; he lit up, and lay back down to rest. He did not. I could see him drizzle some oils on his hand and as she removed her finger and stopped licking and sucking me. He inserted his finer. It felt good – it felt really good – slowly in and out. He told Aunt A to move up to the top of the table and hold on to me. I raised my head to see but didn’t know what he was going to do. Then I felt some pain. There were now two fingers going inside me. “Uncle E– please don’t hurt me.” “No No my dear I won’t hurt you, I am just teaching you things. As he made that conciliatory gesture I felt Tammy join my right hand in her left. When her fingers intertwined with mine I could feel a sense of tranquility ease my apprehension of our impending visit to Salem and our exploration of the Witches' Cemetery."Here we go again," I thought trying to keep my thoughts confined to MY brain. "Spooked by a Ghosts!" Why on earth was I afraid of seeing a graveyard full of ghosts.I knew I hadn't fully concealed my thoughts as I felt a ripple of laughter. Usually I don't pick them up, but this was just too choice to pass up. Besides, I could tell he wasn't concealing a gun (at least I hoped he wasn't - preferred to think he was just happy to see me pick him up).He said his name was Todd and he lived with his folks up in the canyon. I drove, glancing at his hard pecs and tight little shorts and said, "You travel pretty light." It always gets me a ride, especially at this time of day, what with guys like you heading home from work."I was starting.