She bagan to hump herself against my face as I continued to pleasure her. I felt her body tense. She began a low moan, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, I...m cumming! Don't stop; please don't stop. This is so fucking good! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS, YESSSSSSSSSSSSS, YESSSSSSSSSSSS!" Her body tensed up and I thought she might pass out. After a few short moments, she announced, "I have to feel that cock inside me!" By now I was fully hard again. Bonnie slowly helped me lay down on the floor of the. The fact the bathtub was in the kitchen allowed me to see all the women in the family in their naked glory but I was only interested in seeing my Aunt Charlotte with her clothes off as I was quite normal and not in the least bit perverted. I remember Charlotte prided the fact she had a bush of red hair that matched her curls on top perfectly. I think the joke at the time was "Does the rug match the curtains?"When she got into her running shorts and top she looked almost like a boy because she. "James' face flared with a mixture of shock, anger, and revulsion.He snarled, "What the fuck are you telling me this for, you perverted sick fuck! I work for Amnesty International, and I was sent to Thailand to research how to stop Western pedophiles from traveling to Thailand to exploit these young girls! You have made a grievous error in telling me this!"Sam laughed heartily, "What the fuck do I care about Amnesty International? Bunch of Goddamned liberal pantywaists anyway! Shit, Amnesty. So that makes it a really bad idea,” I added.“How about I just kill your ass?” he said showing his irritation.“If you try that, I’m going to defend myself. Your hands are a deadly weapons, or at least dangerous weapons. So I would have to use real force. You know, the kind I could reach out and touch you with. Now if I asked you to leave and you refused, I’d have to call the cops. I know all of them, and I know how the system works. It would not be a pleasant arrest. Trust me kid you are better.