He got to her steps and began walking up. "You can talk to me for anything" He said. "Anytime."She smiled and opened the door.The feeling of walking t...rough that door and feeling the cool air was like heaven. "Ahh, Yeah!" He said with joy.She managed a smile. Her slightly red eyes and nose showed she had been crying for awhile. He set down his bookbag and walked to her."There's nothing worse than seeing a beautiful girl cry. Why are you crying?" He asked. He stared deep into her eyes. Lydia was. " Your boy's a fucking superstar, Aunt Liz," Sam continued, but Mom was temporarily beyond hearing. "And his ass tastes good, too." Mm-hmm," Mom managed.Sam gave me a big hug and kissed me, exploring my mouth with her tongue. "Mmmm," she said, "you taste good too Aunt Liz." She sure does," I agreed."Well," Sam said, "I think that's enough foreplay. I want to see Liz get fucked."Mom finally seemed to come back into the room. "What?" That's what you straight people do, right? Let's see some. "Lean on me."She had no choice. She couldn't feel anything but pain from her feet. He half carried her into the tiny space that she had figured was a bathroom, leaning her against the wall while he adjusted the pressure and temperature of the water in the tiny shower stall.She stood under the hot water for long minutes, feeling it wash away dirt and his touch down the drain in a swirling wash. His hands were in his hair, rubbing firmly at the greasy, stringy mass that was too matted and fouled. Sandy kept telling me she,d let me fuck her, but we,d had no opportunities yet as we had no where to do the deed. I,d also heard rumours at school that she liked to suck cocks, but so far it had only been hand jobs as she feared she,d be caught giving me oral. She,d also told me she,d only suck me if I ate her pussy which at that age I hadn,t done. In fact at that age I,d only had one pussy and that was a college student four years my senior who was very drunk at the time and not much of a fuck.