It's not like you are spying through windows or watching someone in the shower without them knowing. You are not a pervert, that's your mother's bulls...it. She is just trying to pass on her insecurities to you.”Now from all of that, the main message I got was, “Your mother is nuts and I want you to look at my tits.” Could this week get any better? I mean sure I missed my mates and Naomi but damn, this was quite an education I was getting.After lunch, we continued to paint for a few more hours. The door didn't open, so I knew that she was still sitting there, waiting for me. Sighing heavily, I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Sure enough, she sat there scowling at me."Good morning, Aunt Susan," I repeated."Did you do a decent job of cleaning yourself," she asked, not acknowledging my polite salutation. "Get over here and let me check." Aunt," I said, "I did a..."I stopped talking. The flash of anger in her eyes told me that any protestations would be ignored. I. I told her thanks an instructed her to shut up when I have sex I turn very aggressive an forceful. I believe I caught her off guard when I told her to shut up and suck it. An I began talking dirty saying things like sick that black Dick you white bitch, you want that fat cock in that wet Pussy dont you as I'm talking she started going faster and deeper on my dock with a lot of spit. I had never had someone devour my Dick like that. As she sucking I begin slapping her ass and grabbing her neck. I’m in love. Been like that for years.And I kept my hands to myself until we got on the interstate, out past the towns and traffic. Open road? Open season.“I’m s’posed to be the frightened little bride all afraid of what’s gonna happen on her wedding night.”“My dear little Haley,” Bill said, “I distinctly remember a freshly de-virginated little girl giving me a lecture on marriage validation in 19th century America.”“You’re right,” I smiled. I squeezed my thighs together remembering THAT time..