.. and bring it to me, dear,” I instructed her.“Please,” she begged, shaking her head back and forth. “I can’t.”I wrenched her blonde head...back deeper and stared into her haunted eyes. “You can and you will, my snuff-lover,” I ordered and licked up and down her neck. “You will bring your beloved daughter’s beautiful head to me and you will place it upon my cock, as an offering to my fucking manhood. Now, go!”I sat back down in my chair and watched Emmanuelle search the orgy pit for the object. I walked out.“Wow auntie you look great!” he exclaimed, barely able to contain himself “the way the white fabric contrasts with you golden tan skin is so nice!”I smiled as I bounced my chest up and down; resulting in my breasts almost popping out.“this ones a keeper.” He insisted“I’m glad you like it.” I smiledI slid it off; once again covering my breasts with my hand. I handed it to him. Right away he started feeling the fabric his aunt’s breasts were in just seconds ago. I walked back into. When I was young, I had mentioned this to my mother, once. In a very uncharacteristic action, she came down hard on me. She told me to get that nonsense out of my head, that people can't fly, and that's that.Don't mistake me. My mother loved me. It's why she did what she did. She moved us from Scotland to America when I was very young. As a matter of fact, I have a hard time to this day, remembering anything of Scotland.My mother is very good with accents. She must have corrected mine, early,. "I always wanted to try that," she smirked and then leaned in to give me a kiss. As she did she felt my pants and could feel that I was extremely aroused. With a laugh she unbuckled my belt and proceeded to pull my pants and briefs off. "Mine?" she asked."It belongs to all four of you," I replied with a groan as Bethany's lips touched the tip. She seemed a little unsure, but the passion was definitely there, and her tongue described circles around my cock as Janice and Tina held me close and.