And licked there. He gagged a little and pulled his face out, looking down as he wiped his mouth clean. The object in his other hand, he moved down......down... Sarah felt something cold, and... wooden???... press against her pussy, and suddenly an image of her brother's miniature baseball bat flashed thru her mind... oh no... Oh No!Dan worked the wooden shaft against her hole, the blood and cum providing some minute lubrication but still her pussy walls tore as he twisted it inside her, sinking. She looked at him questioningly. The amount was nearly double what it had always been before. ‘I got a promotion,’ He grinned. ‘With the dish washing machine installed, I have time to seat the customers and do other things like take reservations and handle the cash register. Harry calls me the ‘Maitre d’.’ She stared at him in dismay. ‘You’re taking reservations?’ she thought. He looked so happy and smart. She liked what she saw. What had this man done to her son? ‘If Harry takes off now, I’ll. . I ... I'm sorry." No need to be," Anita quipped. "Actually, I'm flattered." Yeah, but ... uh ... uh -" Right, I am your aunt. Doesn't mean you can't notice. Just means it doesn't go any further. Okay?" Okay ... of course." Bob replied sheepishly.As Anita sat down, Sandy returned with two bowls of popcorn. She handed the smaller of the two to Bob, then sat down on the couch next to her aunt, putting the larger one on the couch between them.Anita whispered, so Bob would not hear, "I thought you. "But Monica, I haven't yet worked out how I'm going to explain pierced ears to clients and people like that. Shouldn't we think these things through a little more?" Andrea," she replied. "That's what I'll call you from now on, because that's who you enjoy being, and have always enjoyed being. I suppose ever since you were a little girl raised up to be a boy. Isn't that so? You told me all about that a few years ago, and I've read a lot about it since. Now Andrea, stop being nervous. You've.