So this excites me because I've told her loads. She knows about my desires, my total depraved side. The drink helps obviously, it leads my tongue alon... the road to that great open field where I reveal everything. I reach the door and knock. My breathing is calm and I hear the approaching body on the opposite side. Then it opens and I enter. There she is, sat on the edge of the bed, her pretty yet fragile frame waiting silently. My girl closes the door and run's a cautious hand over my. “I’m going to the salon.”“Yeah well thanks for the heads up,” I said.“No problema,” she said, and she was gone.****“Well, did she tell you I was coming?” said Abigail Cord, coming up behind me as my woman had but two minutes before.“No, no, you are a complete surprise,” I said, obviously and transparently lying to my ex-wife.She took a seat across from me without so much as a by-your-leave. Well, in point of fact she and the big guy did own the place, so maybe it wasn’t so much of a faux pas. ." Emma groaned, her breath hitching. "Oh yeah, get it nice and wet, baby," said Mom. "And then stuff it with your big fucking cock!" I did just as I was told, obeying Mommy Dearest gleefully, licking and prodding and sucking on my aunt's pussy. Tasting her, devouring her, feeling her wiggle her ass against my face, pressing my nose into her ample cheeks. "Oh God!" "No, no, little sister," Mom tangled her fingers in Emma's hair, grinning. "Big sis didn't say you could. The rest of her look, gaunt and sleep-deprived, could easily be passed off as the results of a stomach bug. I don't think she'd had more than soup since Friday lunch, something like four days ago, and that lunch had been school food -- 'nuff said?Her mom looked scared and worried even as I tried to reassure her, but she let us go, tears in her eyes as she closed the door behind us. As far as I knew, she still had no clue as to what had her daughter in such a state. I thought of her there,.