"So make sure the information is good, if you pay for it." I got it boss, but I pretty much knew that. I'll see what she has to say," he said."I wonde... if Ansel is living with her, since she moved out of town?" I asked. "Even if he wasn't before he shot Lowball, maybe that's where he ran." So what are you saying to me," he asked."What I'm saying to you Royce, is be damn careful," I suggested."Ansel ain't with Sarah," Jane said,"Why you say that?" Royce asked."Because, if he was she wouldn't be. My mum told me that Aunt Rose had "lost" her true love when they were a lot younger and were both walking out with different young lads from the area. My mum met me da at that time and they were married before the next full moon.I was always a bit in awe of my mum's older sister Rose. That sense of respect deepened especially after I saw her getting it from the married minister in the upstairs bathroom whilst looking at herself in the steamed up mirror. I was only a young girl of 18 but I knew. What was further intriguing was that I had heard from an acquaintance that he even let curious guys whose girls wanted to see their guys suck a big cock blow him, sort of a cuckolding thing going. Well that would all come to light one night when we were hanging out at his place with nothing to do in a small town drinking a few beers. After a while (and several beers later) he said to me "Damn cous, I'm horny and no girls tonight, all working and shit"!I told him "You're too ugly to get a. Hitting the water, the wad made a cupping noise.Braxton sighed, stood square, and proceeded with his clean-out. His pisshole opened wide, releasing a deluge of urine. Instantly, a burning sensation in his urethra was present. Jerking off in the shower did this sort of thing. He wasn't certain if it was the soap getting inside or he was just stroking too aggressively. Either way, he rather enjoyed it. Braxton never got this pain after the many other ways he orgasmed, so this was always kind of.