I had kept possession of his laptop and the memory card after we got to Springfield. I knew that I'd need them to sort this mess out. I was also the o...ly one who knew they existed aside from Brock and Wanda.BrockI woke up again and I could breathe a little easier, the pain was less than it had been. I wasn't in the glass walled room anymore. I was confused and wasn't sure where I was. Then the memories started. They were all fuzzy and disconnected, disjointed. My despair began to mount as I. She starting making gagging noises, but held me in her throat and allowed herself time to adjust to the invasion. Once she got her breathing under control and was no longer gagging, I grabbed a handful of her jet-black hair and, while looking into each other’s eyes, began guiding her up and down my cock. As I fucked my aunt’s face with my massive dick, I was going a little deeper with every few thrusts.After about 15 minutes of Aunt Jenna sucking my cock, and me fucking her face, I was about to. Alex laughed gently. “You’re a special woman, no doubt about that. You are beautiful, sexy, and deliciously fuckable.” He rubbed his pelvic bone against her clit and she again moaned deeply. Slowly, his throbbing cock drew back until only the head remained inside her, only to be pushed back in with deliberate slowness. The motion felt like it was grinding every inch of his shaft against her tingling clit. His self-control was completely restored now and Alex tortured her with his patient,. She was wearing a black dress with white polka-dots on it that buttoned from the v-neckline all the way to the hem, and was carrying a purse and another small bag. I welcomed her in and gave her a hug. I offered her something to drink as we chatted and got to know each other for the first time. We both had a beer, to take the edge off of our nerves. I worked up the courage to ask her if I could kiss her and she leaned in and our lips met and our tongues found each other and they danced.