Back then, as on this day, it was to see my AuntRoe. Of course when I was four, my purpose was to see my Aunt at work.She was a hematology technologis..., and a damn good one I might add; theyhad offered to make her supervisor several times but she had turned itdown because she liked the safety of having a union behind her. There areonly a few things I remember about when I was four, going to see my auntat her job was one, and her torturing me with a particular Beatles songwas another. This day. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the shower..Warm water sliding down my hair, my face, my neck, my boobs, dripping from my nipples onto my belly and down to my pussy and to my legs..I felt warm... It felt amazing a hot water shower after such a long and wild fuck..He turned to me face him, his hands on my hips.. getting his face close to mine.. He kisses me deep and full of passion.. Grabbing my hair, pushing my to the wall he kisses me deeper ..... on my mouth, to my jaw down my to neck. He took the ball gag from her mouth. As she was working her jaws to get the feeling back he pulled the cloths pins off her nipples letting the blood rush back into her nipples causing hot pain. Traci screamed with the pain in her nipples and he shoved his semi hard cock in her mouth. He pulled her head down on his cock by her hair until his cock was deep in her throat, her knows against his pubic bone and her chin touching his balls. He held her there gagging until tears ran from her eyes. When. "You okay?" Alex asked again."Just really need to pee," I replied, as my son continued spewing inside me and I milked him for all I could."A couple of minutes," he promised."Okay," I replied, leaning up, before adding the double entendre, "much longer and I may explode." I'm doing the best I can," he said, knowing from years of travelling that when I say I have to pee... I have to pee.My son began bucking his ass up, fucking me now, making me tremble and gasp, "Oh, God." The car stop is in two.