That seemed to awaken him nicely. Unfortunately, he spat out the laundry soap and howled, and this of course worried me. I didn’t want the police ca...led, just because I had a landlady-tenant issue.I grasped Coop’s nipple and twisted it. ?Cooper, I will give you something to cry about if you don’t pipe down, dear. Now as I was saying, Mariah doesn’t break into her padlock, and she doesn’t take my laundry basket into the bathroom and masturbate with my panties around her nose.?Tears were now. “How’s junior doing, is he shooting yet?”“I wish, but sadly no, he’s not shooting yet, no.”“That’s too bad, we could use a younger picker.”“That, we could, yes.”“Well good night then, and keep those windows closed.”“Good night Marshal, I will do that, sir.”The marshal stepped off the coal-stained porch and continued his round. The town was quiet and everything looked as peaceful as could be. Behind the locked doors and windows, the people of the village were getting themselves ready for the. As I lay face down on the bed, with my face, inches form her feet I had a sudden urge to sniff them. So I did and took a quick sniff at them. I felt like I was going to come just from the pure smell and adrenaline, I was in heaven. This is probably when I learned I had a foot fetish and had a sexual desire for my aunt. The thought of using my aunt to pleasure myself got my heart racing and my penis excited.I kept this up for some time and on some nights; I would slide all the way down the bed. Tracey shrieks in agony; although her pussy appreciatively bathes J.J.’s tool with copious love honey, her tight little asshole still suffers from Steve’s brutal jackhammer thrusting. Suddenly, there’s a seismic shift. The pain vanishes abruptly and Tracey can feel Steve’s fuck stick slipping and sliding with surprising ease in her now thoroughly reamed out colon. She stops screaming; she gasps as her body is jolted by the impact of the two teenage flesh poles systematically and relentlessly.