Instantly I pushed my index finger into her wet opening and with a slurping sound it swallowed me whole. As Aunt Laura began to tremble I worked a sec...nd digit into her womanly depths. She grabbed my hair while pushing her cunt forward on my fingers and let out a wail as her body trembled from her release. I continued tonguing her button as her pussy clamped on my fingers and her body shook. Finally Aunt Laura’s muscles relaxed and using both hands she lifted my head from her and looked into my. Immediately sweat beaded on my forehead. I stepped out of the cab onto the tire of the tractor and then dropped to the ground, raising another puff of dust.The truck pulled up close, and she smiled as she opened the door. She stepped out. I thought I was dirty! Covered in dust, the woman was wearing a button-down-the-front yellow polka-dot sundress, over her rubber boots, with a floppy hat tied down under her chin. I knew the dress was yellow only because I had seen it before – when it was. It kind of explained why father's interest in sex with her dwindled down to zero and why he and my uncle were such 'good friends'. Suffice it to say, the foursome my father joined was all-male and never ventured out of their hotel room for golf.My mother looked at me and then at her sister. There was that unmistakable and frightening look of a woman scorned. Mom: "Well that's great; I sacrificed so much for his career. He's supposedly making big deals while hitting the links...Big deals, my. Everything felt so surreal.There was this bright, blue light flashing in my mind. I remembered saying, “Fuck it, tomorrow is going to be a beautiful day, and we’re all going to see it!”I felt like I did something momentous, something heroic, but couldn’t remember what I’d done.After the nurse left, I dressed slowly, struggling to adjust. I’d lost two whole days. In its place were just flashes of the wildest, kinky fantasies. But none of my memories were complete. I had no context why I was.