Sal's uncle Vinnie was still pissed at him because of his interference in disposing of a valued "made" guy from 149th Street. The broad that caused al... the ruckus was soaking up the rays down in Miami Beach and he was still here in the Bronx to collect the grief.From his vantage point on the worn-out lounge chair, he could see the Italian woman who moved in last month from one of Vinnie's apartments over in Queens. Her name was Anna Maria but she told everyone to just call her Anna. He pushed. "I love your body. I don't know whether it's your tits, your arse or your cunt that is my favourite part. And I'm not sure whether I'd sooner fuck your cunt or eat it. What do you think?" I thought that I might see if I could excite Mom with my dirty talk and ministrations and by the tremble in her voice when she replied it was working."I like it best when you play with my pussy but I don't know whether I like intercourse better than oral sex. It's too soon to make up my mind." While mother. ” She came around to where my head was and leaned over me, flopping her heavy breasts on either side of my head and resting her bony elbows on the flesh of the back of my shoulders. “I don’t do massages, but I have a few massagers, would that do?”I laughed a little nervously, fully aware that my butt was sticking up and vulnerable and that my sister was more into tormenting me than making me feel good, but I agreed and she went over to her little toy box and got a couple of things and then. Together we looked stunning, not bad for a couple of girls nearing 30.We quickly phone for a taxi and head into town to the clubs and bars, to start our night out.We bar hopped, going from one bar to the next, what we used to call a pub crawl in our uni days. No matter which pub we went to we had men trying to chat us up, we had drinks bought us by a lot of different guys and soon, we were starting to feel the effects of the drink. I hadn't had such a good time in ages at around 10pm we decided.