They were older than Mum and they had grown-up kids. They'd known us since we were little and we called them “Uncle Alf and Aunty Barbara”, even ...hough they weren’t our real aunty and uncle. Alf was a dirty old man who kissed my Mum a little too enthusiastically when they met and patted her on the bum. She hated that, but he was an invaluable handy man for a single mum and he was kind hearted and generous and good company in every other respect, so she forgave him his wandering hand. I. She realized she was still nude and grabbed the bedspread to cover her body. The biggest black man on her right grabbed her hands and stopped her from covering up. Why you want to do that? He asked her."Get out of here, I'll have my father whip you till you can't even walk, now leave this house, Now!" She yelled at them."Is that anyway to treat the men that you sucked and begged to fuck you last night? He asked her."Liar, get out of my house!" she cried.He reached over and grabbed her nipple. I separated my legs and asked her to sit in between. She was feeling shy and she said only one time you should touchI said yes but my mind was planning for something more and she sat between my legs and from behind I slowly removed her four buttons and my lips were very close to her neck and she was getting really horny. I was not in a hurry and I wanted to every inch of her flesh and make her get the real pleasure of sex. I slowly inserted my right hand and I was slowly massaging her left. And Joey would be nicer.Or else.She began to play the idea. It would be a hoot to see Joey in highheels. Oh, and lipstick. The redder the better. And wait until theirfriends saw him. That would be a giggle.He would fetch her tea in the evenings. He would wash the dishes duringthe day. Joey and Gwen had never cheated on each other, but she'd loveto see him flirt with the gang. Yeah, Chance especially. The imageitself made her laugh out loud.Sissy Joey.No, Sissy Jo-Jo.More and more, it sounded.