Even this weekend that she had planned was all Betty Ann. She picked the hotel; she decided where we were going to ski and she even made a list of the...runs we would take. She made dinner reservations for each one of the nights we were to stay there. She asked me if the arrangements were all right and I said, "Yes dear, just fine."It occurred to me that my wife could have been the neighborhood gangbang queen and I wouldn't have known because I hadn't paid any attention.The next twenty-four hours. Denise, the lying slut - here she came now! I was snapped back to theuncomfortable present as Denise joined the 'panel' facing me. As shesat down, Lillianna looked directly at me and began to speak."Hello, Tom." Uh, hi." Tom, I imagine that the last few weeks have been very uncomfortablefor you. Although you may not believe me, you should know that I haveno desire to inflict more pain on you than is necessary; well, that'snot precisely true - I have the desire, but I'm trying as hard as I canto. It seemed to work even though she didn't pass out. Her scream as she came was very loud and I worried that the neighbors might complain. I came just after she did but without the vocal accompaniment. I rested with my dick inside her velvet sheath and could feel it rising to its apex again.Just then her mother looked in the door."Are you alright baby? The mean old boy didn't fuck you to death did he?" Not quite momma. But he most definitely used me up for a while." Can I help dear?" Sure mom,. They neither one liked the choices their sons had made concerning anything in their lives -- only because their sons did as they damned well-pleased.With their sons being the pains in the asses they were, (their words; not mine), I had been adopted by my aunts and had become the daughter they had never had. I don't know how Uncle Bob survived the three of them and I understood why he had avoided marriage. He was scared to death he would end up with someone like his sisters.I gave Mama a look.