The father was a confirmed Chevrolet man and as such, bought a brand new 1955 Chevrolet station wagon. Since it was in the days before air conditionin... they were all hot and sweaty.The memories poured into my soul and took their place in my head. There was no linkage to them. They simply were memories, thoughts and experiences that were not mine. As the information jumped into my brain, the images arranged themselves in no particular pattern, leaving me to puzzle over their importance. The. ” started Cecilia.“Yes, and what would he want in return, Mom. He picks up to young women in a diner and offers them fancy jobs and fancy dinners at the Waterbury. What’s in it for him. Mom, I was a whore. You know it, Anna knows it, and I know men.“Yes, he is handsome and very rich I guess, but the greatest man in the world is suffering because of me. I will not betray him, not for anything,” said Lea. Her mother nodded, but it was a dubious nod.“But you’re going to be having dinner with him. As we talked I examined my uncle. I figured his age in the mid-thirties. He was tanned, tall, lean and looked very fit. He was very serious man and was not one to chat. I had attempted to turn our talk toward the mystery of his life. But, he was not forthcoming in this regard, but would adroitly dodge my queries. The conversation seemed to center on me almost as if I was being interviewed.We had been discussing my parents and I had been suddenly overwhelmed with grief. There was a pause and we. Before she could stand she had already swallowed it whole. She pushed me onto the bed and started tongue kissing me again. This time I could taste the prescence of my sperm that for Some strange reason turned me on even more. "You ready for this bad boy" she said in my ear as she pulled her pannie toThe side. Aligning her driping wet pussy with my rock hard dick she looked me in the eyes as she pushed down on my dick head.Push 1..Push 2.. she stopped and kissed me one more time this time biting.