“Ben Calhoun,” she lovingly entreated him, “I don’t know how you do that to me, but promise me you’ll never stop loving me like that? Damn,...but you make me feel so . . . special! Might be part of why I love you so much, you Meat-Ball, you!”Ben slowly lifted his head to greet his niece, his face covered in a combination of a huge grin, and a massive smear of Amy’s girl-cum. He loved the taste of her feminine nectar, the smooth softness of the skin of her thighs, and the woman that owned all. The scent of her sex was already driving Justin crazy, provoking him to devour her pussy. Keeping his hands on her inner thighs, he extended his tongue, and licked her opening, from the bottom, up to her clitoris, tasting her. Yvonne’s thighs shook at the feeling of his tongue, followed by another gasp, and that was all that was needed to inspire Justin to do more. He licked her again and again, moving the tip of his tongue side to side, up and down, moving part-ways inside her slit, and. Though this wasn'treally my body, I could feel everything she did and felt. I felt a bitdirty and sort of a peeping tom experiencing it, but the feelings weretoo good to retreat into her mind and block from my memory. So, insteadI felt her inserting another finger into her dripping wet pussy and thenshe found her clitoris. She started moaning and panting and soonexploded into orgasm. She almost screamed out from pleasure, but held itback just in time. In a short time Pamela brought herself to. " Renée looked up at me. She was happy that I had agreed to this. I was sure if our roles were reversed, I would have been happy that someone was willing to protect my friends too.I gave Renée a kiss and then went to the store.Looking around I realized just how unorganized the place was. Though there were tags along the shelves indicating women's, men's, kids', and different sizes for each. The labels of the boxes didn't match the location. I found all of them mixed together."How is anyone.