There wasa long moment of silence, and then. "Good, slut. Please stand so I canlook at you."I did as directed. I stood there on display for what seeme... like aneternity. Occasionally he would have me turn around or bend over. Hewarned me to move immediately when I was given an order and to not speakunless directed to do so. After ten minutes or so, I was shaking with acombination of nerves and pent-up sexual energy.He told me to strip off my dress and said that he was pleased to find mein. The only thing I could hear was our heavy breathing . She was now rubbing her pussy on my leg and I was thinking that I would come any minute when she stopped. I thought it was over when she sat up and pulled my long johns down to my knees . Then my Aunt straddled me and inserted my cock into her pussy I started to cum the minute it went in . Oh my god she was so hot and wet inside I could not take it my fantasy had come true. As soon as I started to cum in my Aunt she began to talk and I had. Gail had no money, but she had talent. She would be in charge of the actual manufacturing. I could handle everything else.I asked her one night after we were done working."Gail, you know what would look better than the computer graphics? A real product. What do we need to accomplish that?"She obviously had been thinking about it."For the shirts and caps we would need a professional, programmable monogram machine." How much would that cost?" Depending on the amount of thread it could handle and. "Tell me about your one true love."Amy rinsed her hair while she spoke, "Her name was Callie—Calypso Charlene Hershel." Her name!? Your one true love was a woman?" Stacy asked, amazed.Amy nodded and began the disgusting task of trying to scoop the leftover cum from her abused pussy. It was sore, but she didn't want those boys' semen in her any longer. While she did so, though the task she was performing and the story she was telling were completely contradictory in their nature, Amy told Stacy.