Aunt Tili was to look after me.Dad had bought an old passenger bus and converted it into a mobile home, nothing fancy, just the things to make life co...fortable. Their destination was a place down the coast we called 'The Womb', a place of peace and tranquillity with wild life abound, and hopefully a place of reconciliation.I got home from school the first day of Aunt Tili's stay. "Get cleaned up Fur ball;" I had accepted Porkie's insult as another nick name, like I always say "you can always. “Can he fuck my arse too?”We hear the chirpy Cockney accent of Thomas, Randall’s owner, from off camera, “He’s a pretty vigorous lover – so long as you can handle that he’s not too big, but his knot could do some damage...”“Och, my arse has taken plenty of damage over the years...” Jokes Tara. “And I won’t be needing it that much longer!” Her dark, self-aware humour, highlighting her desire to have fun right now and not worry about consequences.She slips a little further forward on the edge of. ................continuedOnce the door had slammed shut behind her she continued to follow behind Graham and Steve until they reached the foot of the stairs just in front of the director’s exit. The men stopped and Fiona did the same.“Right Steve thanks for your hard work but you won’t be needed for the rest of the day”“Ok uncle, I’ll see you at work tomorrow. Have fun!” Steve had said winking and nodding in Fiona’s direction before heading out the door leaving her alone with Graham who was. He sat back on the boat seat with his shorts around his ankles and his cock dripping from his cum and my juice. I got up of the bench and stood there looking at him.I said, “I told you to pull out of me when you came and you didn't. I hope you can explain things to your wife and my parent if I turn up pregnant.”He said, “I'm sorry I couldn't help myself. Your pussy felt so good.”I said, “Well if you had done as I asked you might get to experience it again, but seeing as you didn't then I.