He hadn't everreally heard me sing either. His compliment brought another smile to mylips. "When did you get that guitar? It's pretty cool." Thanks," ... told him. "Dad bought it for me last Thursday." Sarah bought it herself," Dad interceded before Austin could complainabout not getting anything expensive. That clarification made me frown.I thought it was a present from him, not something that was bought withmy earnings."The song was lovely, Megan," Susan Prescott said. "You really do have. Half of them don’t even sound like girls' names anymore. Maybe if I dated people my age with normal names I could remember them. But a lot of girls out there want a Daddy, so—“Like, are you even listening?”“I’m sorry, babygirl. What was that? I was daydreaming about you.”“Lolz, yeah right! Wait, are you… crying?”I wiped my eyes. Did she actually say “lolz”? She talked in textspeak. She was/is without a doubt the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, let alone slept with. She had fuller hips. In a way I was turned on by what she said but felt sorry for her and tried to comfort her and as she came closer I had my arms around her and she had her head on my shoulder. I could smell the fresh scent of lavender lotion on her body and then caught a glimpse of Aunty Kate's nipples as she stood up and apologized for how she acted. Her face suddenly changed from sad to a lusty looking face as she stood there in thought and turned to me."Do you wanna fuck me?" She asked with a horny look on. Before I can step away, he pulls me into an embrace and kisses me. My bare tits rub against his t-shirt as he pushes his tongue in my mouth. I recognize my taste on his tongue and can feel his erection pushing against my aroused pussy."Down boy," I say, breaking the kiss. "You need to go take care of that," I smile, squeezing his hard cock through his pants. Fuck! What am I doing? I've never touched him before. Whatever possessed me to do it now?"Yeah. I guess I do," he says, staring at my.