“In here?” I whisper looking around at the dirty storeroom.“The location doesn’t matter to me, as long as it’s with you Austin.” His voice...drops and becomes really husky when he says my name, I feel myself shiver at the sound of my name.“Ok.” I whisper, I don’t care about being in a dirty storeroom or the possibility of being caught and my parents finding out, I just want to be with Max.Max starts to slowly undo the buttons of my shirt and I reach out to do the same with his shirt but he stops. Whatever Marie had done tohis lips had made them puff up. He was wearing make-up, or whatever itwas she had applied with that device, that made him appear not justfeminine but almost whorish. He looked around at everyone, realizingfor the first time that he might not be able to regain control of thissituation."What's the matter, Jason darling?" It was his wife Deena. She nolonger wore that insulting, barely-there costume. Instead, she wasdressed as a female prison guard. She said to her. Me and my big mouth."Laura relaxed again. "I knew you didn't mean it that way."Millie wondered what Laura would say if she knew she'd fucked her son. She and Eric hadn't gotten together since that first time, but it wasn't because Eric wasn't interested. The boy was always sniffing around his aunt, but Millie was afraid of being caught by Laura.Now Laura nodded and smiled. "You're so lucky you've got a husband," she said. "You never have to be horny." Oh, I wouldn't say that," Millie said. "I'm. I've never seen anything nicer in my life. I wanted to make this the most special moment in her life so far, so I composed myself and took my time. I started by letting my tongue catch some of her nectar that had begun to ooze down her slit. The flavor was like ambrosia, making my composure waver again.While my tongue traced the contours of her pussy, my thumb found its way past the lips and I gently began stoking her clit. At my touch, Emily let out a gasp and tried to slide herself closer to.