" But I never gave you his name," Tony protested."Drink the fuckin' beer and git," the bartender snarled and gave him a menacing look."I'm not the law..." Tony said."Don't give a fuck who you are. This ain't an information booth."Tony took a swallow of his beer, set the bottle down lightly on the bar, and walked out into the blazing sunlight.Not having the slightest idea where Barely Black lived, he began entering each business along the street. At the fourth shop he got his first lead."You mean. If you leave for any reason you have to pay to get back in.” I reached in my wallet for a credit card when I realized I did not want any record of me being there. So I pulled out a $20 – still afraid to look up. He handed me my change, buzzed the door open, and I went in. It was too late to turn back.I first noticed two things – the darkness and the sounds from the video. t took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the darkness and I maneuvered around the wall and into the theater. On the. I watched the man lift his head from her tits as they kissed deeply. My aunt broke their kiss as she stood up in front of this man.Aunt Linda pulled the man from the sofa lifting his shirt up and pulling it from his body. I ran a finger between my pussy lips when I saw his well-built chest as she slipped his shirt over his head. My aunt kissed at his chest then worked her way down over his abdomen. She fell to her knees in front of him.“MMMmmm you’re so big,” Aunt Linda cooed as her hand rubbed. One finger stroked just behind them with strong firm strokes as she carefully rolled them around her mouth. His eyes fluttered close and he could feel his orgasm building. Pre-cum began to leak out and she rolled her thumb across the tip, spreading it around. Releasing her balls she let the tip of her tongue lick the tip of his cock. Greedily tasting his moisture. The taste fueled her desire and she began to bob her head quickly on his cock, her intent to make him cum. With glazed eyes her.