I supposed I must have dozed off because I woke up to feel a hand between my legs gently feeling me up!! The hand belonged to a guy that looked in his...late 20's. "You like that", he asked - as he stroked away - I couldn't help but get hard - so smiling he said to me, "open your jeans, boy". I couldn't believe that I did what he said, but I opened my belt, the button and pulled down my zip!! "Good boy" he whispered, "now look out of the window". He placed a jumper over my lap, and then tugged. Waffles, eggs, bacon and sausage, just ordinarybreakfast foods. Angel liked those meals, and so did her parents. Abouthalfway through her second batch of waffles, Angel got the call. Muttering about the timing, she excused herself and headed for the door.After a brief conference with the others, she kept her normal appearancefor her initial contact. While Lena fed her bits and pieces of the desiredchange, she went a little way into the park and waited for her first cue. She got the word from. "Then almost as if it were someone else and not herself that was acting, the beautiful widow drew her young nephew close to her, flicking her tongue out to moisten her voluptuous lips.Peter Goodge was amazed, his aunt was looking at him so seductively this moment, an entire change had come over her. It was almost as if his touch had awoken something deep inside her... it looked to him almost as if she were going to kiss him, or something!With a soft moan, Marilyn turned the nervously trembling. She wouldn’t remember our pleasant times together any more. Whenever she thought of me, it would be as the ‘asshole’ who took advantage of her.I broke down again, but Poornima, darling child, would have none of it. Fiercely, she yanked my face up again, and although concern expressed itself in her eyes, her tone was one of indignation. “What is the matter, father?””I am sorry,” I managed to say.”For what?”Didn’t she know already, or had she really slept through whatever it had been that I had.