The relief was short."Mr. McPherson?" a voice asked. It seemed familiar but I couldn't place it. There were very few people who had this number and I ...idn't recognize the caller ID.I answered that she had reached the right person."It's Amelia," she said. "Amelia Cardelli."As if I had a list of Amelias to choose from."Hello, kiddo," I said cheerfully.Amelia's reply was tearful."We need your help," she said. "Mom and me. Enrico's gone and Mom is really worried. I'm scared, too. I didn't know who. Put a baby in you.” Tinkerbell almost laughed at my Oscar-worthy delivery. I reached out and took hold of the tiny strap covering her slit and slid to the side, feeling her baby smooth skin with the pad of my thumb, and seeing the wetness of her arousal glisten at me. I started to drool from both ends.“It’s not every day a lowly lost boy like me gets his hands on the tightest and hottest ass in all of never...” Her wings twitched again. “Seriously Tink, what the fuck is up with those. The Harley wings tattooed on her left cheek should have warned me. That, and her habit of communicating in grunts and gestures. She had some kind of appetite for sex, all right, but affection just wasn't in her vocabulary. Not that she had all that much of a vocabulary.Later that night, she'd just finished pumping me dry and had collapsed on top of me, drooling and starting to snore. I started getting tender feelings toward the wench, old sap that I am. Put my arms around her, nuzzled her lips,. The little odor she had wasnt bad. It was a clash of urine and her young juices. I stuck my tongue inside and started licking up and down. Juliet let out a faint moan. I remembered seeing the man really dig his face into moms crotch and I did the same. I held onto my little sisters legs under the knees and pressed my face really hard into her pussy. My nose was pushing against a hardening clit and my tongue was lapping up all the juices that were leaking out more and more. I was too hard now.