"I learned on my dad's midlife crisis Ford Mustang. It's like riding a bike, right?"Demie shrugged. "I never learned how to ride a bike, much less dri...e a car." I resolved that she'd learn the latter on this trip.It took some grinding of gears, but it came back to me. I called into my office to declare myself sick for the rest of the week, and then we were on the open road.---After it got dark we stopped at a roadside bar for some beer and pub grub. Demie said she'd go do her own feeding, and I. He was begging her to let him see her alone andshe had readily agreed -- he was her favorite, really, although she couldn't say that,she didn't want to hurt Seth and Josh's feelings. Nonetheless she knew that Peterranked highest in their little foursome.She could hardly believe her own salaciousness, actually, she was seeing Peter atfour o'clock and his father at eight!A little thrill ran through her now as she watched Peter coming up the garden path,she ran her hands down over her voluptuous. I started sucking him and the other man, a handsome bald one, moved behind of me. Soon I felt the head of his hard dick opening my pussy lips and entering my wet cunt. I gasped in surprise; his cock was thick.The bald man moaned and laughed, telling my Master I was a wet slut.He started pumping my cunt hard and fast; he seemed to be furious. Then I saw my Master was smiling to me. He was enjoying the sight of having me used by his partners. I loved the fact of being treated like a sex toy,. I couldn’t face her at all. Her daughter’s came home, and she came down. I couldn’t look at her face and tried not to make eye contact. She did the same too. We didn’t speak that day, and when night came, i couldn’t sleep. After about half an hour she came to my room, and asked if i was asleep. I said no and she closed the door and came and sat in the bed. I didn’t look at her. She said ‘i am your aunt; i am like your mother. Do u know what you did today?’ i didn’t speak and looked at her. She.