"Hi" she said as she flipped the cakes, her eyes not leaving the window. I hunkered down a bit and could see Brett laying in lounge in his swimsuit, c...tching some early sun. "What the hell?", I thought, this might be out of control. Time to see how horny she REALLY is. I stepped back and whisked her P.J. bottom down to her ankles and stuck my hand quickly between her legs. My thumb penetrated her slit with ease, as once again, she was well lubed. Cassie bucked a little and uttered an "Ohhh". I hear a voice but I can't hear the words because or you legs tight hold. You are moaning my name. I smile too myself. The saliva/pussy juice combination is dripping down your ass crack. I slide a single finger in and your back arches, pushing your clit into my mouth. Your legs fall open. With my finger still in your ass, I maneuver myself to suck on your titties. Your grab for my dick but I move it away just in time. Your whine so I bite your nipple. I turn you on your side, lay down, and. And, they have a lot to deal with now too. Your generosity has guaranteed that. And, when once in a while the road gets a little bumpy just remember nobody does everything right, nobody.” “Okay, Aunt Delia, I think that I understand. And, I will remember what you’ve said. **** It turned out that Aunt Delia was leaving with Jenna and James: she would not be busing it anymore. Ronald and Stacey stayed an extra night and had breakfast with us before hitting the road. I got a scorcher on the. " It's a dream, so I don't hear her say it, but I feel her musical voice inside my head. She wants me to cum for her, to fill her husband's mouth with my cream. I don't want that, do I? I know my heart races at the thought, because every time I have this dream, that's the part when I wake. Every time her husband places his hands on my hips, grins at me, and opens his mouth wide to swallow me, I wake up. Just like that. Every fucking time, I wake up. I've had that dream three times in the last.