“Barkeep can the pretty lady get a white wine! I’ll also get a martini dry.”“Sure thing.”Abigale sat next to Bria and they continued to talk... Bria was in her twenties and a bit shy and reserved. Abigale was older and made Bria feel good. She was very complimentary towards Bria. Abigale told her about her life and made sure the drinks flowed. Bria giggled and flirted with the older woman. Eventually, Abigale asked Bria to dance and that’s when the older lady made her move on the girl.They danced. So one day, in early May 2000, I decided to take the entire day off myself, and scheduled four different guys back to back - and since no one knew I was seeing anyone except them, I had to schedule things very carefully. I took a weekday off work, packed a large suitcase full of my clothes and accessories, went to a local no-tell motel (sleazy, with porn on the cable TV, but clean) for an early check in, and was in the room at 8AM.Inside the room, I hung up all the clothes I'd brought, took out. Every now and then I would be forced to pause as my senses were reeling from her expert oral talents but I would quickly resume my own efforts. Aunt Debbie had slightly shifted her body so her mouth could reach my ball sac and swallow one into her hot mouth. That allowed me to raise my head a few inches off the bed. When this happened my nose slid inside the entrance to her wet hole and my tongue began to play with her swollen clit.Aunt Debbie seemed to greatly enjoy this as she pulled her. And it all began just three weeks ago with a rape.One afternoon when Sheila was alone in the house, he'd knocked on the door. All he wanted, he'd told her, was to talk to her about a forthcoming camping trip between their respective daughters. Sheila knew he'd been drinking, could smell it on his breath. But in Rockville, you were polite to your next-door neighbors. So she'd let him in the house.There was something ugly, even revolting about this giant of a man with his huge shoulders and.