Waved at me friendily though. ‘Cute smile’ I grumbled as I walked to go do a crossword puzzle or something. As I’m feeling icky, I...hear a knock on my front door. ‘Hi, I’m Lisa, your next door neighbor’ she announces, and is holding a platter of ribs dripping goo, veggies swimming in what smelled like Thai sauce, both with a smell that had my ulcers kicking up a storm warning. Other than a blow job, my fantasies usually revolve around things I’m not supposed to. I was of course toying with him, a feminine ploy bored woman do to make life interesting, and give us confidence in our daily bored existance, and with that acknowledgement and justification I raised my left leg up enough to let my skirt slide up and expose my stocking tops, plural if you include my inner thigh on my right leg.This really was a pose of gross indeceny, even for one man, my only regret was I was wearing my knickers, but never mind, they were part of a lacy set, and the front. My father had run a traveling business with Aaron and back then. After the accident he bought the rest of the company which left us with plenty of money to be financial secure for the rest of our lives.Every year since my father died we have had this tradition to go out with this monster of a boat. This year the crew consisted of Aaron who was the only one that could operate the boat properly, my mother, my sister and mom's younger sister and my aunt Angelina and last but not least my self.Now. She wanted to throw up at the sight of me using our mother's throat as sex toy, and based on her attitude towards me? Seeing my cock probably hadn't helped things.I could only utter two words as I pulled myself and my shrinking cock away from my mom. And to my own surprise, the noise around me had vanished once more with them. "Oh, fuck," "My god, Darren, it's been a long time since I've swallowed a load that big. Thank you," she glided the palm of her right hand along Alexis's thigh with a.