”“Not at all aunty. I told you that I was sleeping because I was very tired.” I said to her, a hint of irritation in my voice.“But beta...” ...he protested, and then as if changing her mind, just said “Oh...” She seemed a little offended at my tone, and to placate her, I smiled at her warmly, and taking her hand in mine, led her to the couch.“Oh aunty, don’t worry. Here, have a seat. I’ll bring you something to drink.” I said to her sweetly.Some of the hurt on her face vanished upon hearing these. "Oh Daddy, I knew she was no good for you. I wish I could have done some thing to keep you from being hurt like this." she said appoligetically. Cecilia got up to go to the kitchen to get another bottle of Merlot and as I watched her walk to the kitchen counter I had to admire her full womans ass my hard on sprung to life. I could almost swear that she had an extra sway in her hips as she walked, almost as if she were teasing me. When she returned with the wine bottle, she bent way over to fill. ..slip intosomething a little more comfortable." She tossed me the remote. "Likesome sweats."While Gwen was getting changed, I proceeded to do my most difficulthusbandly duty and find a movie that we both would enjoy. Shrugging myshoulders, the constriction on my chest having disappeared, I passed pageafter page of inscrutable cover art, most of which were for films madeprimarily to get tax breaks in Romania or Bulgaria or somewhere else darkand rainy.No way she'd be OK with a slasher movie. As she watched how carefully Josh was studying her, she could see that she finally captured Jerry’s attention as well. To cement their total interest, she decided to show them how she had been examining herself with her mother’s hand mirror. Sitting down she laid her back on the ground, pulled her feet back, bent her knees, and spread her legs. Opening her vagina with both hands so they could see the pink flesh inside. She waited for their reaction.“God-almighty,” said Josh as he dropped to his.