"I'm Big Al, and I know who you are Ms Stone. I have been expecting you," he said. When I saw who was speaking, I wanted to laugh my ass off. Big Al w...s under 4 feet tall. He was what we used to call a midget. Now, I think they are called little people. Can you say politically correct, hogwash."Then you probably have already worked out your story." I suggested."Why would I need a story?" he asked."One to keep me from calling the police," I suggested."Seems to me you are short on evidence of a. I stop and sit back, smiling and licking my lips. You taste incredible! Looking down with a face like thunder, you glare at me, hurt and confused. "Not yet" I say with a grin, removing my clothes in front of you. You do the same, stripping every garment of clothing from your body, until at last we entwine our naked bodies. I slide inside you, your sopping wet pussy putting up no resistance as you envelop my shaft. I start to rock my hips, slow but deep, each weak thrust sending shivers up your. “RAD” I shouted at him.“Whoa you’re right next to my ear morgs” he said, lifting himself up of of me.“What do you mean family tradition?? my dad just took a picture of us fucking!” I cried, exasperated, still trying to process today’s events.“every woman in our family has a picture taken of them during their first incestuous creampie, and it’s always a surprise and trust me, It makes for an amazing family scrap book” he explained, I again, for maybe the hundredth time could not believe what I. "Oh, dear man," she gasped, and suddenly she was hugging me close to lend me her strength."Two years," I managed to say through my tears, and then later, a single damning word, "Cancer."I don't know how long she held me, but it was too long, and more than I deserved. When I nearly had control, I struggled to push her away. I was comforted to see that in her empathy for me, she was crying as hard as I was."Thank you, for everything," I offered as I gently used my thumb to wipe at her tears.It.