.thank you..."! Well it was me that was fuckin' 'er, but I know what she meant! Miss Lucy then cups Rosie's face and leaning down, kisses her; it's a ...low kiss an' they're using their tongues an' it really turns me on, seein' it an' so I start to slowly fuck Rosie's arse - long, slow strokes, knob to balls an' back out an' she's lovin' it! Miss Lucy has stopped kissin' her now an' just smiles at me. "Whilst you're giving it to her, I'm just going to phone Daddy..." an' she reaches for the phone. After an hour or so, we came back in the house and I asked uncle John how muck of his cock could auntie Jo take when she sucked him off. “Auntie Jo only puts the head into her mouth and jerks me til I cum.” said uncle John. “Let me give you a blow job uncle John.” I said. Uncle John smiled at me and took my hand and led me to the bedroom. He sat me on the bed, faced me and pulled his pants down and stepped out of them and stood there with his limp cock in front of my face. I’ve never seen. "We dropped them off at the coat room," Ashley said.I nodded to Ashley's right. "Your outfit isn't receiving universal acclaim."Ashley looked over at them. I saw one purse her lips as if she had just swallowed a whole lemon. My love ignored the reaction and then turned to whisper in my ear. "I'd say fuck'em, but those sour faced hags would give you and me nightmares. I bet their twats are just as sour." Be nice," I whispered as the lights started to dim in the theater. The orchestra struck up. DeClan stood leaning against a tree trunk watching a young man of perhaps eighteen come out of the small cottage, he had expected Zachariah Weston, this man was much younger but was certainly a Weston with that red blond hair, hawk nose and the deep cleft in his strong chiseled chin that all the Weston males had. "What are you doing here Weston? more importantly what are you doing bothering my family?" DeClan said in a deadly cold voice, Zachary rubbed his upper arm "I meant no harm to you or.