.. and Charlene? Well, she’s my sister.I know, I know, the song doesn’t say that. And that’s about the only good thing that came from the whole ...ncident. Well, not the only good thing. But you’ll understand that later. Anyhow, Uncle Charley didn’t tell Mr. Diffie that it was a practical joke that Randy Horton did because he didn’t like me much and thought it would be hilarious to make it look like I had the hots for my own sister. I mean you can’t very well write a song about something like. Taylor -Williams, Please, It would be such a bother and I can’t impose on Arthur like that. I’m sure he has other plans.”My mother ignored her, “It’s no bother.” Mom took out her cell phone and dialed, “Hello, Charles. This is Agnes Taylor-Williams. Could I possibly get a reservation for two somewhere between seven and eight o’clock? It’s for my son Arthur and a young lady? Thank you, Charles, you’re a dear.”My mother gave us our marching orders, “Seven fifteen. Now go Karen, go home, and get. He approached her, leaving Aisha behind."We will be offering you water in a little while," he said. "Try not to drink it, if you can."She turned her head to look at him; silently she mouthed the words, "Why?"He had to steel himself to answer, tears threatened to break out of his eyes again, "It will extend your suffering."She gasped again for air. Soon she would have to raise herself to take a real breath. She would be able to speak then. One more gasp; he was so near, might as well do it. “Oh yes, fill me up. Fill me up with that cock of yours. Fuck me harder, fuck me harder, harder.”So, I increased my pace until my cock was like a blur going in and out of her pussy. Soon she experienced the first of many orgasms. She cried out loud, ”I’m cumming”. And immediately I felt her warm juices flood over my cock. She experienced several smaller orgasms after that but I was far from done.I had fucked her mouth and pussy. Now, only one hole remained that I hadn’t fucked. So, I removed my.