The coffee DID wake me up though.“It’s bad?” she asked sheepishly.“It’s a lot stronger than I was expecting,” I told her diplomatically an... kissed her. “Thanks for making it.”She smiled at me, knowing that I was avoiding telling her that it could peel paint. She was bustling around the kitchen and refused to let me help. She had scrambled eggs cooking and sausage in another pan. “Just sit down,” she said. “I’ll make you breakfast for once.”“Okay,” I said agreeably. “What about your lunch?” I. She took the pin out and let her hair down, Cheryl stepped back a bit, "What beautiful red hair you have, I've never seen it down before". Beth smiled. "You're beautiful with your hair down Becky said. "pick out a skirt and top whichever one you want". Beth nervously chose the black mini-skirt and a green low-cut blouse" "Go ahead put them on, I want to see how you look". Becky said. Mary then spoke up "Girls I think Beth want a little privacy", and escorted them out of here room and into the. More amazing, when Auntie Jane stood up, lifting the slightJulian with her, his hoganette was as hard as Auntie's hairbrush."Well yesterday was no fluke," she thought. "Dominica will indeed bedelighted."Turning to the group of nearly orgasmic voyeurs she quickly spottedFlossie and Bunny and caught their eager, awaiting eyes. "Oh, Floss and Bun-Bun," Auntie Jane purred, "it's so terribly'fortunate' to see you here. Would you do your old Auntie a huge favor?"Both late teen, hyper girlie-girls. His face went white; he made a tiny wail as he pulled his ruined cock out of me. It was sliced down the middle into four sections and spouting blood. He stared in horror, making an awful a-a-a-a noise. “Squeeze it VERY tight,” I advised. “Otherwise it’ll retract and you’ll, oops. Well, guess you’ll bleed to death. Told you you’d regret it, the rest of your life.” I was gathering my clothes and purse in horrible haste; he was on his knees clutching.