"Mira!" Mira!"This time, there was a pounding on my bedroom door.'Okay, ' I thought. 'Okay. I'm awake.'"Yes, Aunt Susan," I asked out loud."Get up, fr...ak, and get your ass downstairs. I want to talk to you."I glanced at the clock. It was almost eight. I got a two-hour nap. I got up, stretched, and headed downstairs.Walking into the living room, I came to a screeching halt. My aunt wasn't alone. Renee was there, as was Andrew Nelson and half a dozen guys wearing letterman jackets announcing that. I undid her blouse revealing a black lace bra. I would guess about a 36C. I buried my face in her cleavage as she rubbed by cock inside of my shorts. We stopped for a quick second. We got on our knees on the bed as she took off her blouse and undid her bra, we were close I was kissing her neck and feeling her ass. I took off my t-shirt and undid my shorts down to my jockeys. While I did that she unhooked the back of her skirt asking me to slowly unzip. I was now sitting on the edge of the. They had just crossed the border, maybe there was still time, but they could feel eyes on them, feel the demonic entities in the wilderness watching and waiting. If only to save their own skins, they had to comply.It was seven minutes to 2:00, closer than the president would have liked. At last, they arrived at a train yard in South Portland, where an army of spawn and collaborators were waiting with buses and trucks. Commanding them was Adam. The train came to a stop and the spawn wasted no. My cock surged. Her pussy looked to be clean shaved, absolutely bare, just waiting for me, tight lipped like a little mouth under her thong underwear.What a body, what a set of jugs, what a rack! They stood up firmly and jiggled wonderfully."Get out," she yelled at me, pointing at the door, her tits jiggling, hard nipples pointing upward."Come on, Tiff," I said as I pulled down my zipper and let my shorts fall, "Jimmy's gone and I'm here. You need it, right?" I sure don't need you, kid."I.