He read the local paper on line with a cup of coffee made the night before. While he did that fresh coffee brewed in the drip machine. The machine was...one of the old style Mr. Coffee knock offs sold in Walmart. It might be a knock off, but it made good coffee. Eddie joked that it should have been called Mr. China.As was usual he ate a bowl of custom cereal which he mixed himself. It was a blend of cheap cereals bought at the dollar store. The kitchen cabinet that served as his pantry was filled. Aunt Shellie smiled and looked at it, leading mom over to a kitchen chair having her sit down. Without warning or explanation she pulled moms bra up, just some. Now moms breasts were starting to bulge out the bottom and the top of her bra cups were getting loose against her large jostling breasts. Aunt Shellies eyes were gleaming when she looked at me and said "Ronnie dear, I think its time you made a baby in your mothers tits don't you?" I just kind of numbly started walking in that direction. I was able to remove that thought and proceed with the plan.Cassy has an issue with eating any type of dairy product. If she consumes anything with dairy, she becomes gassy Cassy. While we were dating, I noticed she stayed away from sauces made with cream. She would never order anything with cheese or have an abundance of butter included. I asked her why she avoided dairy and she told me she had an allergy. It wasn’t until after we got married, I found out the result of the allergy. We. She came into my room at 4 am with the briefest of knocks. She pulled me from my slumber, I could barely make out her frame in the half-light. She insincerely apologised as she sat on my face. “Eat me!” She cried, “Just eat me.” I smelt the familiar aroma of cum, the unique taste I knew so well and the tell-tale drops of cum glistening from the light of my alarm clock. “Please.”“But Katherine…”“Just do it. Do it and I’ll do anything for you. I need you too. I… just please.”How could I refuse?.