..' You get my drift, she was what’s known as a 'whore in the bedroom' I absolutely loved it. I love anything like that. I was envious. She was ins...tiable. Ian was doing his best but after the weekend we’d just had, he was tiring and she noticed it. She dropped down telling him to lie flat, and within seconds had Ian’s cock firmly embedded in her throat. She was incredible. She played with her pussy while she throated him, licking his balls at the same time.It was too much I couldn’t take. Something. That was all. Reasoning I might have disengaged somesort of catch, I leaned in hard on the panel. It took some effort, andthere were protesting creaks, but it swung inwards revealing a darkpassage barely two feet wide. It was full of cobwebs, a thick layer ofdust on the floor. Wherever it led, no one had been down it in a verylong time. A secret passage. Amazing. Looking for it had been little morethan a whim. I hadn't really expected to find one, but I had.I considered exploring the. My aunt worried about snakes and wild things bites. The portable toilets were usually piss soaked floors in a short order. So she ask me to find her a safe place. I walked her to the tool shed where equipment was parked. She was a bit drunk and worried about falling, so she held on to me as she squatted. Hearing the water run from her made me need to go. I pulled my cock out and joined her. She grabbed my cock and she had quit peeing but held my cock and then the other hand. She played around. Trying a drink called a Mojito for most of the night, instead of her usual Apple Martini, though she remembered having a few of those as well. Aunt Laura! Can I see if Brennas awake? came the shout from her twelve year old niece, Christy. Well, shes got to get up soon. The appointment is in two hours, came the reply from her mother, with a little bit of stress in her voice. Appointment? Reality was settling in. It was Saturday. So she didnt have to go to work today. Sigh of relief. What.