"The audience, the five women on stage and Robert all laughed at this." ... but my daughter, Cari who is sixteen, and I are getting married at the end...of the month..."There was loud clapping and whistling."I assume your husband is Ok with this" smiled the host."Oh, no Robert he wasn't," Mrs Green replied matter of factly, "I had Judge Judy Saffeau cancel our marriage so that Cari and I could get married" Well, I must ask then, and I am sure our audience here and on TV would want to know, who. My Godmother, my favorite aunt, Linda, picked me up at the airport in her old piece of shit Cadillac. She was waiting at the curb at passenger pick up when I finally came out of baggage claim.“Oh my God, Kevin! You look wonderful!” she yelled. She looked wonderful too. At forty years old, she was the youngest of my mother’s sisters and probably the only family member that I was still on good terms with. She was perfectly middle aged, rocking the mom jeans and a vee neck shirt that perfectly. She walked past us heading for the back door.“Let us do this in the garden,” she announced, “bring her with you Duncan.” I stood up and dutifully followed her into the garden, Sylvia obediently following the pull of the leash. Eliza was busy connecting a hose pipe to an outside tap and Sylvia was directed to a spot on the lawn. “You can unclip her, Duncan. I’m sure by now she knows better than to run away.”I unclipped the leash and stood to one side out of the way. I had an idea what was going. .. fuck me..." She pleaded.Charlie started really slamming her from behind after that. She was responding to every thrust with a guttural grunt. Her beautiful tits were swinging and jerking violently and she seemed to love it. She was totally submissive to him. I had never seen this side of her before. It was mildly disturbing but very erotic. I moved to the side of them so I could watch his big dick going all the way inside of her. Charlie pulled out of her, grabbed her by the hand and led her.