Megan deflated like a balloon hit by a pin."Your mother and I have decided to marry you off Megan and pick a mature groom, someone stable for you. You... not returning to College and we will marry you off as soon as possible or you will enter a long term inpatient substance abuse program program.Megan sank in the chair defeated. Mature to Mormons meant an old man."Megan I will select a suitable mate for you, maybe a nice business man like elder Brown" mom said with a smile."Mom he is an old man!. "I headed downstairs with my hair dripping wet, a tight t-shirt and panties. It was simply too hot to contemplate anything more."Foods in the fridge." Cleo said."Too hot to cook." Molly knew that." Cleo finally looked up from the papers she was working on. "She made fried chicken and put it in the fridge to cool. There's slaw and tater salad too." Cleo smiled. "A feast for a hot summer evening." God invented perfection when He made Molly."I toted out the food and plopped it all on the kitchen. She held it bent wrapping both her hands around the shafts and began to thrust it in and out, slowly at first to allow Sammy’s ass to accommodate it, then as the thrusts became less resisted by Sammy’s tight ass Liz began to thrust them furiously in and out of her sister.Sammy’s hips bucked wildly as another orgasm overtook her body, causing the springs on the bed to squeak in to protest to her forceful body movements and squirting pussy juice in all directions.Liz withdrew the dildo from her. Part of me was thinking about sticking my dick in there right now---what would she say? But the lizard part of my brain suggested that I might never have this kind of opportunity again and that I should go for it. “Oooo kay,” I said softly and dropped to my knees behind my aunt.“Wait—wait,” she cried out, alarmed that I was going to start before she was ready.“I ... um, I need to get set first, Howie.”She took my hand and pulled me to my feet then led me to the guest bedroom and climbed up on.