.. teaching me about pleasure, and cummies, and secrets.As I pleasure myself I remember his body above me, my arms around his torso, accepting him bet...een my legs, thrusting into me. I remember feeling so special, so safe, so loved... I remember crying out when he would cum inside me, feeling so happy I was able to do that for him. I remember him covering my mouth when I had a vocal cummie, so no one would hear.I think about his cum in me, in my mouth, on my skin. I think of a new friend of. "Even though they were served before us, they took longer to eat. They wound up leaving at the same time as we were all standing. They began to walk by when Britt said, "Aunt Dora, you seem okay. How are you?"They stopped, seeing us like for the first time. Dora said, "How did I become Aunt Dora?"We all had big smiles on our faces. Dora didn't sound upset, just curious. Britt answered, "I'm just trying to get ahead of the curve. When is the date?" What date?" Uncle Mitch, you haven't asked. Many eyes were on Tina in her sensual looking dress as they approached the bar.“Can you suggest a non-alcoholic drink for me? I’m pregnant and want to take care of our babies,” she asked the bartender. She casually turned sideways giving him an excellent view of her firm breast.“I think you’ll like grape juice with sparkling soda.” He prepared the drink and she ly taste tested it.“Tastes good, thank you.”Dan bought a rye and seven and led the way to a large alcove that had several couches and. ” Mom promptly exploded in a paroxysm of laughter and shooed us out. I led Sue down the walkway and held her car door for her.The Courtesy Police had no complaint with me that evening. I opened doors, pushed in chairs, escorted properly, and with every nuance of decorum. Not that I wouldn’t have anyway, but I took extra care this evening. It wasn’t difficult since Mom had drummed it into us for years. From just about the time we got out of diapers, Mom had been assiduously training me to be a.