She held onto the washing machine gasping. I just knelt there covered in her fluid wondering what happened. She turned around and looked at me half da...ed. ‘That was the most amazing orgasm I have ever had, Jake. What did you do to me?’ ‘I don’t know Aunt Em, I haven’t seen anything like that before,’ I said which was actually not true. But porn didn’t count in this context. She finally got up, still in a daze and made me sit on the washing machine and started to suck my cock. She licked the. It turned out we were the same size.She then grabbed a black lace body stocking and black patent leather thigh high boots and told me to put them on. I quickly drank my tequila and started to get dressed; the entire time Susan talked dirty to me calling me a cheap slutty whore, a tramp, and that I was now her little she male slave. The more she degraded me the hornier and harder I got. She then made me drink another shot of tequila and sat me down and put on makeup. And not just lipstick! She. Looking her up and down, then smelling the lacy part of her genie costume that fell off.It was only then that the realization fully hit her."Forget it!" She yelled, alerting her son. His heart jumped. "I want you to leave right now!"This one sentence terrified Billy, slowly creeping downstairs."Hey, hey, no need to shout." Jeff said, putting his feet up on the table and adjusting his cock. "It's not like you even have any choice anyway. Hell, if I wanted I could fuck your pretty little face. ”“Oh, hello Bernice.”Bernice Weber was Lenore’s best friend from Christopher Columbus High School; she was also going to Lehman College now. I was a bit surprised because I had never had a phone conversation with her before. In fact, I had always seen her when Lenore was around too.“I’ve heard what happened with you and Lenore. I mean, she told me herself.” “Yeah, it really sucks.”“Well, don’t feel bad about it. Listen, I’d like for us to get together and talk about it, you know, maybe have a.