Then one evening we were laying there on the bed together watching TV. My face was on her stomach and reached for something and me face brushed across...that wonderful bush. Oh man was I in heaven! That is when granny taught me to eat pussy. And I loved it! That smell and taste of that pussy and then that my face buried in that wonderful bush. Granny loved it too as I could not get enough of playing with her pussy. Then I went after my aunt and then my mom. All three women let me eat them out and. It was a fall night when the first event happened that changed my relationship with Aunty. It was pretty late, maybe 3 am , when I went into the kitchen to get a drink. I had on loose red shorts and nothing else. In the other direction down the hall, I saw the light still on in Aunty's room. Sometimes she had problems sleeping at night, so she was probably checking out the late show, or watching a video. After I got my drink, I decided to check on her. Padding up to her room, I could better. . In fact, I've watched or been watched by others, but never..." She busied herself with wiping herself to cover embarrassment."Had someone else participate?" the Wench chuckled. "I'm not sure what that is all about -- but Master planned it. I was called for, specifically." She eyed Sharon, birdlike, "Why do you continue to come to him?"Sharon rose, flushed, and walked to the sink. "He calls, I come. There are a thousand reasons, chief among which is that he doesn't really allow me any choice.. She took a few sips of drink and then again walked away, looking for in her wardrobe. She put on her bath gown and pulled out the towels. She took more sips of whiskey and then started drying her hair by the dressing table. Perhaps she was teasing me.Most probably she might have figured out my intentions, but no resistance so far. After finishing everything Natasha grabbed her peg, poured some more whiskey in it and then joined me in bed. Since she was very communicative and friendly, it did.