"Mom was looking over at us."Thank you, Aunt Karen. I liked it so much. I wanted to wear it all daywhile we were out."I looked at Mom and said, "Mom, ...ould it be Ok to change?"Mom looked at me and said, "Yes Honey."Aunt Karen said, "Oh Jamie, can you change in the girls' room please." Ok, Aunt Karen."So, as I was walking away to go upstairs, I overheard Aunt Karen say toMom, "I bet somehow you got her to wear the outfit because of the littlepleated skirt. Sis, you need to let it go."Mom said,. "Lick my clit now", Cindy instructed. I knew what a clit was, of course, but I needed her guidance to find it. Cindy's clit wasn't large, but it was engorged. I put my lips around it and started to suck."Tttsssss!" was sort of the sound she made. "Not like that, too sensitive! Lick it."I did, and I got more and more aroused by Cindy's sounds, scent, and movements. She was squirming, rubbing her pussy into my face.I don't know how long I stayed like that, but I could have stayed forever.Finally,. He curls his tongue within me and my last remaining grasp on reality shatters… As my body bucks wildly, his hands firmly wrapped around my waist. Once again in the heat of passion both our eyes float to the window… And the storm that brew… And roils. My body as well as his need the joining… And move without word to place themselves… I on my knees facing the window… He kneeling behind me cock poised to enter me. His hands once again connect with my body. I can feel his strong grip on my ass. We eventually made our way out to the wreckage of the blockade runner, and wreckage is an apt description. It had crashed after being hit by the guns of the fighters and then by their missiles. There were pieces and parts of the ship scattered along a path from the end of the runway to where the ship had hit the ground some nine hundred yards past the end of the runway. It had blown up and burned on crashing. All that remained was a blackened and partly melted jumble of metal. Perhaps the crime.