You did what I asked you to do.” He gave me a sidelong glance; his face wary, unsure of my reaction. “Harold, me and my family are eternally grate...ul for your help. I won’t forget it.” I gave him a reassuring smile. He then rummaged through his bag, taking out a silver thumb drive. It contained all the files he dug up including the new pictures. “Thanks.” We shook hands and parted ways.Later that evening, I read through the web pages and discovered my mom was one of several women who. I heard her get out of bed and i opened my eyes and saw her standing in the hallway.I was so scared that she would go wake her mom up nut she didnt. She went back in her room and fell alseep. The next day was as normal as any other. I guess she had no idea what had happened the night before. When the weekend was over i left and went back to my normal every day life. I texted Jen more frequently and she told me that rhe weekends had changed and she would be there from now on when i was. I was so. She reached down and spread herself apart for me as I began flipping my furled tongue around inside."Oh, yes, good, she said you were good, Patrick. Mmm, oh, you are so good."My aunt's pussy was similar to Mom's and I was loving being down between her thighs eating her out. I thought about all the guys I went to high school with and how so many of them were not getting any pussy and here I was having a weekend orgy with four grown women. Incredible.My mom taught me well and I got my aunt off. " She smiled. "Scat!" she said."Okay."I darted out of there with Karen's cunt juice on my hand, and a hard-on in my pocket. Let me tell you, it's not all it's cracked up to be, being a well-hung black man. Not that I'm complaining, and neither was Karen, nor, for that matter, Suze.I opened the door to the basement, located just outside the kitchen, between the living room and utility closet. It was dark. I grabbed the wooden rail, and wiped my hand, going down.I heard my wife's voice from.