Sarah and I saw it in an antique store, and we thought of you. In the old days, before indoor plumbing, the aristocracy used these. Under that opening...in the seat there used to be a chamber pot. But with this chaise percee, *you* are going to be under the opening. Now strip down to your panties and get down there!"I went to the chair. She had arranged a small box with a pillow on it under the chair. When I managed to lie on the floor with my head resting on the pillow, my mouth was just under. “Good girl,” he said and continued expertly rubbing her pussy.Having been on edge for another two hours, without being allowed to cum, Cindy orgasmed from the stimulation as Aunt Lisa took her picture.***The entirety of the night was taken up with further porno. Uncle Rob put Cindy back in her belt and she watched straight porn, this time incest themed, in which brothers pounded their sisters, fathers plowed their daughter’s holes, or mothers submitted to hard cockings from their sons. Uncle. No use getting something trashy. We’re looking for high class porn.” We all laughed. As we entered the store, the clerk clearly remembered me and gave me a little, smiling nod. I swear he did the same to Marc, but it could have been my imagination. Marc, Ted and I wandered around the shop slowly. We debated the merits of several films, but could not come with a consensus choice. Eventually, Marc pointed his finger toward the booths, and said, "The sign says we can preview some movies. Everyone. “What the fuck is going on here!” The mysterious masculine voice says. I can tell it’s not anyone from my immediate family so that’s at least a small break. Reggie, startled and confused, stand-ups to speak to the man still standing out of my field of vision. “Who the hell are you? Can’t you see we’re busy here.” “Well from the lack of moaning I heard it doesn't appear you’re doing a good job. Get out of here before I call her parents. You remember her father, the cop.” The man says. Reggie.