It made me angry that we could not even talk because of her work. I remembered what my mother said and wished I had listened a bit and at least spoken...to Gloria about it.I was halfway through another full bottle of Hennessey when Sonia came. She entered with the aroma of fried eggs, plantain and potatoes. As good as the meal looked; my concentration was more on her than the food. She was looking simple but lovely in a short gown that allowed my eyes access to her smooth yellow thighs. When she. At least she told herself she was annoyed. The thing that sort of irked her most was that she felt she should be irked, but when she looked inside she could find no reason to be. She had always been taught that a man should be able to expect fidelity from his wife, and that expectation should be enough to keep a girl on the straight and narrow. His bantering remarks at breakfast had at first confused her, bad enough before the first coffee, then upset her. There was quite a lot to life that she. She often stayed at our house and I had a pretty good relationship with her. Well, almost like with a real aunt, except for the fact that sometimes I got pretty horny talking to her. In her 40s she looked very good. Big tits, nice tight ass, short haired blond. Trully busty MILF. Of course, I tried not to show it when talking with her. But I spent quite a lot of time imagining Aunt Rebecca and working out my hardon.Rebecca was divorced and had a daughter named Karina who was about 20 just like. " shesighed."What did you do?" asked Mandi.Randi began to smile.And Brandon, rapidly searching through _her_ memories again, wonderedwhat Randi might have actually done to Carl.As Randi's thoughts turned to what she had done to Carl that night,Brandon also had access to the events that were held in their sharedmind. He shuddered uncontrollably as he watched and remembered thescene between them unfold.***** "You're totally pathetic, Carl. I don't know how or even why I've managed to put up with.