The young woman thought to herself, watching the dead man swinging idly in the bitter wind. With each new gust, the rope strained and creaked; Making ...he corpse twist casually, as though moving in some somber dance known only to the dead. The clouds driven at a fierce pace across the face of the waning moon, dappled his mottled face in moonlight and shadow. The trees moaned in deep profound tones, stirred by the same bitter wind that moved the hanged man. Beneath the sound and fury of the. "Good girl Tammy! That's Auntie's good little Panty Slave!" She cooed."Come on now get it all out! Pump all that nasty hot goo into those pinkpanties for me!" She encouraged, as the naive teen spent the last of hisseed into her lap.Jacqueline got a great deal of pleasure from this first little lesion indominance and humiliation she had just taught her nephew. She hadspanked the impressionable teen until he had openly ejaculated inwomen's panties, forever cementing the association of sex,. The orgasm was really good as I guessed I was going to meet the said lady the next day.The next morning I ventured out with the camcorder in the boot of the car , I was getting some what apprehensive as I approached the street and got really shaky when I turned into it. On approaching the house I saw his blue Vauxhall Vectra parked in the drive so I just drove on by. "Shit, I knew it would be there" I muttered to myself. I went home disappointed that I did not get to meet the *porn star*. I got. .. ah ... I haven't really thought about it," I stammered. I figured we had another year of school to get through, so any decision about kids could wait. Apparently, I was wrong ... again. "Why? Are you changing your mind about waiting?" No, it's just that watching John tonight kind of got me thinking. I mean, do you want a big family, or a little one?" Well, since both of us are from small families and we turned out so well..." Tommy! I'm serious. I know it's not a decision we need to make.