She was a semi-recluse, but never acted anything but a little odd." Maybe she accepted the fact that she would be found out and she would deal with it...when it happened." When shall I talk to the police? I don't want these papers to leave my hand. I think to start with, I will give them a copy of the letter that the attorney gave me and retain the original. Who wants to go to the copy center?" I do. I haven't read the letter yet." Mom has seen it and as long as you are with me you might as well. ..but you're not having any now because you've been so insulting...take it like the little whore you are..." with that, redhead stood up and placing one leg either side of Gemma's hips, she lifted her skirt and shuffled towards me, her finger hooked into her panties and her puffy, moist gash just a couple of inches from my face; I could smell the musky aroma of her twat and my mouth watered! "Now, you old bastard...lick it! Get your tongue up me..." I didn't need a second invitation and I. I knew Ihad better come clean and tell her everything. "Well umm... umm... it... it... ooh... it's happened... umm... t... t...two other times. But not this bad." I was having a hard time talkingabout it. "I'm sorry this is so hard." I began to cry."I know, but I need to know." She sounded concerned. "This is anemotional thing for you, isn't it?" Yes, and I don't know why." I was trying hard not to cry. But it wasgetting really hard to talk without crying. I reached under my pillowand grabbed. "Stoppp!" Not a shriek, just a hint of urgency.Denise looked equally surprised."Jason!" my niece continued. "You're twisted."I just grinned and winked. With that, the girl hesitatingly looked down along her own lanky body again, then dipped a finger into the trail of cum that was on her left cheek, and pulled it into her mouth. She made a funny face. Gack."Maybe it grows on you," she grumbled."You'll find that it does," her mom answered, soothingly."Can I wipe this ... off?" she queried.I.