Had it been good? Had it been awkward? Had they used protection? Mindy had a lot of questions and absolutely no answers. She had a lot of questions ab...ut why she had no answers-she didn’t remember getting drunk. She didn’t ever get drunk. Maybe that was the problem? Maybe when she got drunk she did stupid things without remembering it, and she just didn’t know it because last night was the first time she ever did it? But then why didn’t she feel hungover now? She’d figure it all out later,. I looked down at my cock, my guy so eager all the time. I was about 3 inches soft and 7 hard. Cut and nicely shaped. Medium size balls, now filled and heavy with cum as I held them in my hand, the package surrounded by thick but soft brown hair.I stepped into the shower and gave myself a good scrubbing, then dried off and put on just a little lotion here and there. Some deodorant. Kidding myself about making myself smell nice but I wanted to be clean, and I was nervous. Then, lights off,. I might have to explain it someday, but I thought I could come up with some reasonable lie, if necessary. I was working on the assumption that ninety percent legal was close enough.Bitsy got the interview with the second cousin set for Saturday morning at 10AM. He worked out of town on the new pipeline construction. Bitsy had to agree to interview him at his church with his pastor present. It was slightly unusual, but it was doable.I kissed Bitsy on the cheek and headed home. When I arrived. "Would you like me to lick yours?" Oh, Aunt, that would be wonderful," moaned Alicia, as Aunt Jane's lower fingers grew more aggressive, "but ... you don't have to." Oh, but I want to," whispered her Aunt, nipping the skin of her neck. "Come over here to the bed sweetie and kneel down."Alicia let herself be guided to the bed, allowing her Aunt to take off her top before turning and kneeling on the bed, wearing only her low socks and sneakers. Her Aunt pushed her legs wide, which Alicia knew.