“I need you in my pussy NOW!” she rasped in a hoarse whisper as she raised up, positioning me at her wet center.Without hesitation she slammed her...crotch down to meet mine, emitting a high pitched squeak. At that moment I recognized the voice of the woman above me as my Aunt Betty, my eldest brother Bill’s wife, yeah, I called her Aunt.My breath was taken away in a gasp as I realized that I was not dreaming and that my sister-in-law had just taken my virginity. “God you feel so big,” she said. Michel took Constance’s arm and escorted her to the galley. It was a far cry from Greta’s neat kitchen, and the food was not at all to the standards that Lord Cuthburt and Captain Whittington demanded, but it was plentiful. She ate with good appetite, until Lady Beatrice put in an appearance. The dark-haired woman was walking spraddle-legged and wincing with every step, as if her clothes chafed unbearably. Her face bore a few bruises, and more were to be seen on her wrists. Glaring red marks. It’s like Oprah said, groveling is good, but groveling with diamonds is even better.After the graduations, it was back to Washington. Marilyn and the girls moved down to the White House. We had their 18th birthday party there, and brought a bunch of the Lefleurs down, as well as the Rottingens. We kept it private, and I don’t think the media ever twigged to the fact that they had a birthday.I also had to sign some bills into law. It was an election year, so the summer recess was extra-long, so. Then as she gawked on in disbelief, she was stunned to see a flood of her nephew's thick, white love-cream come oozing around the thick, pink shaft of his cock. As he thrust himself into the girl, the thick, pure essence of his manhood came gushing out in waves every time his ass clenched and he shot another load into the girl. More and more cum came spilling out, down onto the bed where it formed a puddle below her firm, round ass. Ariel couldn't believe her eyes as she continued to stare at.