” I moved quickly and got in position. Before I knew it Stephens aunt’s face was buried in my ass; licking, sucking, and fingering my asshole. ... moaned like a faggot. I couldn’t help it. While feasting on my asshole she said under her breath, “There’s way more cum in here than I thought.” SLAAAAP!! “owww!!” I yellped. For a small woman she had a heavy hand.“Turn around faggot!” I sat at the edge of the bed placing most of my weight on my left ass cheek because my right one was still. He looked totally unconcerned about our absence and lateness. But he also seemed to be looking more at Lynn than he was at me. I suddenly was very worried that she had some kind of look on her face – something so completely revealing that… that I wouldn’t know how to handle. Like all the other times with her around. She just wasn’t… right. I could already feel my anxiety building to a boil. ‘Figured you two got stuck in that mess’, Gren called out as we approached – still looking at Lynn. She. "Is this one from you?" she asked him, holding up a small box up and shaking it."Yes, Ma'am." he said, as he sat back to watch Mom untie the ribbon and carefully unwrapped the present."She does this same maddening thing every year," I said to John. "She refuses to tear the paper. Sometimes I've used the same wrapping paper on her gift for years." Stop it. I do what I like and I like what I do," she said then stuck out her tongue at me before opening the box at last. "Oh, John! It's absolutely. Not wanting to disobey Cheryl's command, I made a great show of giving up the video cassette the very next morning. What my wife didn't know, however, was that this cassette was not the one we had filmed the night before. I had hidden the original cassette in my closet with the intention of switching the two later.It so happens that I had just started a new job as a sales trainee along with three other men and so that very same weekend I had planned on having all three of them over to my house.