I just know that she comes and goes and leaves behind traces of her having been here. That diary, for instance.”Now, I felt like I was starting to g...t somewhere, so I broke my word and pushed a little harder. “Why haven’t you read the diary, Aunt Margie?”“Because I’m afraid to! It’s not mine!”“Okay, okay. I’m sorry, Aunt Margie. I won’t ask any more questions. Why don’t you take one of these pills Dr. Milton prescribed? It’ll help you relax.”She nodded yes, so I got a glass of water from the. I tried it from the outside. It wouldn’t open.Me: Mom, it’s not opening.Mom: Honey, please do something. I am getting late for work.I thought for a moment. Maybe, I could push it open. If I really pushed hard, it may open. The door was of some kind of plastic material. Maybe the door will break from the middle. I wasn’t sure of the idea.Mom: Honey, are you still there?Me: Yes, mom. I was just wondering if I could push it open.Mom: Ok. Just be careful, dear.Me: Ok, mom. Let me try.I went back a. " Well it looks like we're in the same situation," she said. She was shifting her weight from leg to leg. "I really don't think I can hold it much longer." She paused, hesitating. "Look, this is weird, I know, and I don't know you, but you look alright. Can you just look the other way? I'm gonna wet myself if I don't piss right fucking now." Uh, sure, as long as you're fine with me doing the same, as I'm also probably about to wet myself." I thought men had better control over that than. Kathy continued to look at her husband a few moreseconds until I saw her reach her arms out and aroundher black bull and wrapped her legs around his ass. Herbull was giving her too much pleasure with his thickcock for her to focus on her husband at the moment.I saw the black bull as he flexed his hips and rotatedhis ass sending his cock as deep as he could inside mysister’s pussy. Kathy was squeezing her bull’s ass nowand begging him to fuck her as I watched her husbandplay with his.