“Ah hell. I’m fuck da shit outta you. First, I gotta take a leak doe. Git ready!”Cabbage arched his back as Sirvaughn began to stick his dick in...ide the tight rectum. Cabbage winced. Then, he felt a warm rush as the aggressor started to relieve himself. “You a straight up fag! Lettin’ a nigga piss in you and shit,” remarked Sirvaughn.“Yes sir,” Cabbage agreed.The pee enema gushed back out all over Sirvaughn’s massive boner and the corner of the bed. He opined, “You a nasty punk! Take dis dick. Aunt Mary lived there with her husband, Jake, and their three k**s. They are all girls, I think. I hadn’t seen them in nearly six years. She and my father had been planning this trip for the holidays since June. Frankly, I didn’t understand why anyone would want to go to the god-forsaken cold of Ohio in December when they could all come down here to Florida and stay with us. The whole white Christmas thing didn’t register very high on my must-do list.Mom hung up the phone and absolutely. Very cautiously, I lifted the tight shirt up over her tiny tits; the first tits I had ever seen up close. I'd seen topless women on the beach, but only stolen glimpses; this was for real.She didn't wear a bra. She didn't need one and I guess they didn't come in her size either. Her tits were small. Two cones at the top of her ribcage, standing up very proud. On top of each cone was another tiny cone, topped with a very small nipple. I noticed that the freckles from her face spread down over the. The kind that said, ‘I know something you don’t.’ A t-shirt was plucked from the floor and tossed on, barely long enough to cover the bottom of her ass and the curve of her pussy lips. She kept on smiling, opening the sliding glass door and spinning in the sun. ‘I like your patio. It has a lot of sun in the morning. I love the morning sunshine!’ arms outstretched, facing the daylight. The shirt lifted in back, showing me a good portion of her pristine ass. ‘Who are you, where are your clothes,.