Feeling the van slow and turn, she realized they were home. Mommy Anita steered the van up the nicely shoveled driveway as Violet, out of habit, count...d cars. Given the size of the family, and all their various obligations, you never knew who exactly would be around at any given time. Freddy had made a spreadsheet once, tracking everyone, but then got bored and let it get out of date. Or maybe he just thought it took all the surprise out of life.Her car was there, naturally. A beat up blue Ford. ‘You’ve got me confused with somebody else,’ she said, shaking her head. ‘I have gotta be going—’ ‘—You’re her.’ She stared up at him with a look of fright but she quickly shook her head. ‘Like I said, you’ve got me confused with somebody else—’ ‘—No,’ he said quietly as he shook his head. ‘I know it was you that night.’ She popped eyebrows. ‘I have no idea what you’re talkin’ about—’ ‘—Yes, you do. That night, five years ago, on my family’s boat,’ he said. ‘It was you.’ ‘Again, I’ve. " she said while going down on her and slowly placing her hand on the top of my leg. "I think I have a slight clue about how much you want to fuck your aunt's pussy” she said with her hand on my leg stroking my thigh until she reached my by rock solid cock. She cupped my balls in her hand and released my throbbing cock from my trousers and using her hands she started tojack me off. I watched her lick, suck and slurp and slowly taking my shaft into her mouth, sucking at my cock and my tightening. Denise answered with a picture, she was not pretty, that was cool. She was skinny, tall, legs forever, no tits, a goofy face, her face was off, like she was Picassos girl, frizzy red hair,like she rolled outta bed bad, an overall clownish look. But I liked that she sent the pic, fuck it, this is me, fuck off if you dont like it. That appealed to me, those chicks always fucked hard, desperate cunts did desperate things. Jesus, she was tall, as I saw her heading my way, me in my customary.