“Belle opened some Champagne, but I’ve only had a couple of glasses. We decided it was too soon to stop the good time we were having at the recept...on,” she said.I had my doubts about the wisdom of giving our little Comanche firewater, but she seemed in a good mood, so I let it slide.We made it up to the Piano Bar and I almost fell on my face from the scene that greeted me. There in the room, clustered around the piano, were the majority of the women in my life, singing, laughing and drinking. My dick jumped up and I pushed it down against that tight rear ring.Clara screamed in pain just feeling my cock head passing her sphincter. Then I stood a little bit quiet and finally pushed in the rest of my hungry dick deep in our sweet niece anus. It was really glorious; I felt I was in heaven…Clara stop sobbing and crying. She suddenly started to push his ass cheeks against my dick, as willing not leaving my cock slip out from her anus.I grabbed her nice round hips and started pumping her. When the others heard about the dogs they were upset that they didn't get to see it. Gary agreed. He's sorry he missed it, too. He suggested that maybe they should arrange to have old Mr. Gates re-enact it for them. He mentioned that Mr. Gates sent me home yesterday evening with an open invitation to entertain me again.I felt my heart stop when he said that.There was a brief pause in the conversation when the waitress returned with breakfast for me and Donk. The others are just having coffee.As. They didn't bother to raise the privacy curtain or even a hush field, it would just make the watchers more suspicious. Margo, looking directly at Kat so she could see a minuscule droop of one eyelid, brought up Kat's uncle.Since Kat didn't have an uncle, she paid close attention."Why don't you send a message to that handsome uncle of yours, dear. I put him off when he asked me out for drinks, I really was otherwise engaged that night, but he never called me back. Send him a message, and ask him.