My cock would get hard just from the feel of her skin. I loved my queen maker!I used to jack off fantasizing about eating her pussy while wearing her ...anties. Knowing my cock was touching the same places that touched her pussy was such a turn on. My aunt passed on a few months ago. Her son has the house he grew up in and is keeping it. He let me spend the night there alone not long ago. I wore her panties, lingerie, high heels and had a wonderful time at her mirrored vanity making myself into. To correct these social harms the Life Plan Correction was implemented. Dropouts, those who can't find purpose on their own, are modified with a behavioral chip to give them the purpose they lack in prioritizing what's written in their Life Plan. Of course nobody wants the government controlling their lives more than necessary, so Life Plans are not controlled by the government, but rather assigned to people of utmost responsibility and certainty of purpose that they can be safely burdened with. Karen's bottoms were soaked from a combination of the Bailey's and her own juices. Mike did like Trevor had done and bit on to the bottoms both sucking on them and pulling on them. Karen was squirming on the bar and looked very excited."Hm, this Bailey's has a sweeter taste than I remember" Mike announced.Just then he stopped and got up. I swear if he kept at it a few minutes more Karen would have cum right in front of us."Wow, Uncle Mike that was awesome. Dad, you haven't had a turn yet." Yea. "She might as well have lit the blue touch paper. "YOU WHAT! You think I'm going to let it happen in our house? Where The Fuck... ? Ah, no! You weren't planning on doing it in our bed? Ah fuck! You are one sick and twisted bitch."The door bell rang. Janet moved to answer it. I pushed her back. "You fucking stay there, cunt!" and opened the door. On the doorstep stood a tall, very well built, flashily dressed, black man. He made as if to step in. I didn't move."You're out of luck pal! You may.