Despite being related only on my father's side — she was my grandfather's sister — she gathered information on mother's ancestors. I guess once yo... catch the genealogy bug, you don't stop tracing until you reach Adam and Eve.I was quickly overwhelmed by the information Aunt Susie had. It was contained in notebooks, loose papers, scrapbooks, and most of all, in her prodigious memory. Maybe if I could find an enhancement spell for my memory I could remember it, but as it is I needed some system.. The hickeys left on my lower abdomen by Derek gave me chills remembering how he so expertly sucked me off two days before he left. The thought of it caused my cock start to swell, but then the chastity cage device started constricting itself around the shaft and as the metal circular cage pushed my nut sack down against the circular bar in back of my sack, the pain in my abdomen started to intensify. “Dammit Derek!” was all I could think to mutter out loud as I looked down that metallic cup. Hell I don’t even know his last name, all I know is he’s got a cock and I’ll go out with him again if he knows what to do with it. Its not that I care how many guys I fuck with, will look at it from my point of view, “I stopped counting cock’ s long ago!’ One weekend my folks were going to visit my mother’s sister and this was not my thing anymore I had my life I wanted to do my thing ¼ like sex! Mr. Wilson was over the house one day talking with my dad when I barged in and said to Mr. Wilson. At last, when the sexual temperature of the room had reached boiling point, by unspoken but mutual agreement, my tormentors broke off long enough to shed all their clothes. In little more than the blink of an eye, we were all moaning and shrieking in an orgy of fucking, my wife riding me hard in abandoned wantonness, and her two bridesmaids lying alongside us lapping at each other’s dripping pussies, while the air was heavy with the intoxicating odour of sexual frenzy. I was the first to cum,.