I felt betterknowing that and ran to her and hugged her legs real tight.I said, "Auntie Helen, what am I going to do?"She looked down at me and sudden...y her whole attitude changed as shepicked me up and said, "Honey, you are going to stay with me and whenyour mommy is better she and your brother will stay here as well, ok?"I hugged her and kissed her again and again saying, "Thank you, Auntie,thank you."Miss Mary came over and hugged us both saying, "You have to be strongnow, Angel, and you. We hugged, kissed, cried and hugged some more. We threw her carry-on into the trunk of my Benz. On the way home up I-75/I-85, we of course started talking about life in general, sex in particular. In our single days, we had never much discussed sex, but as divorcees, it was almost de rigueur."Getting much lately, Chris?" she asked."Not enough," I replied. "How about you, Angel?" Never enough," she said with a smile. I knew that her almost identical answer meant something very different than my. At the mausoleum, Spike made a show of standing aside so that Buffycould enter the tomb before him, which might have been pleasant had shenot known that such gestures were more ironic, or even sarcastic, thanthey were sincere and chivalrous. Nevertheless, she smiled at him,playing the game, and stepped into the crypt's dark interior. It wascool inside, and there was, despite Spike's repeated efforts todeodorize the tomb, a slight odor of decay that, Buffy thought,wrinkling her nose, did. She had never had anything so large in her before. Sensing her concern, Gary whispered in her ear, ‘It’s all up to you. Whenever you want to stop, you let me know. I’ll take it easy until you get used to it, ok’. His words had the desired effect on her. Julia reached between them and grabbed his massive cock. Sliding it all over her wetness she could feel herself getting more and more excited, as his cock slid easier and easier over her wet lips. Taking a deep breath she placed the head at her.