I wanted to stay with my favorite aunt for the rest of my life. And thats exactly what I told her. My aunt pretended to think about it before finally ...greeing to let me stay the night. I was so excited I hugged her. It made her laugh and in no time we were giggling uncontrollably. We spent the evening playing games. It was a magical night. The only downside was that it had to end. Aunt Abby tucked me in. It had taken us almost an hour to transform her pussy playroom into a guest room and. "Tim, I talked to your brother and father a while back, and..." They told me, Mr. Beall, about that woman that got killed down in Georgetown. Damn shame." Yes, I wondered if you knew her. She was a dressmaker, maybe you and Polly..." What was her name?" Miller, Betsy Miller. I don't know where she worked. I think she usually went to her customers' homes." I did see a woman at Polly's house once that was pinning cloth on her and measuring and so forth, marking with chalk. It might've been her.. I slowly bit her cunt folds and took her clit in between my lips. Aiyoh! My god she exclaimed you are a master. Please for heaven’s sake don’t take your mouth. She started to gyrate her cunt on my mouth and I knew that she was going to come. I intensified my licking further deep into her vagina and she came with a shudder her juices flowed on my mouth.She got up and came on me kissing me madly and pressing her entire body on me. We rolled as we kissed like newlywed my dick had gained erection. "She's the only one?" My only girlfriend?" Angie looked at me. "Until now. Yeah. I collect teddy bears, not girlfriends." Heh!" I smiled at that."Look! I'll show you the girl I really liked though," she said, flipping pages and finding a tenth grade girl who kind of glared at the camera. She was cute, with dark hair and eyes, but..."She looks mad," I said and read her name out loud. "Amy Lopez." Yeah, she does," Angie sighed. "She used to run around in this big leather jacket and wear a bandana.