“What? Fuck off, man! We’re not doing that!” Jeff rebuffed, without so much as a hint of indignation. He reacted as if the idea was merely silly... not grossly offensive.“Yeah, ‘cause you know you can’t hit shit!” Bert mocked him.“Okay, fine!” Jeff agreed as a kneejerk defense to his wounded pride. “Winner...”“EX-CUSE ME?“ Marcy roared in outrage.“Relax, babe, I got this,” Jeff blithely assured her after downing a mouthful of beer.“So yeah...” Jeff resumed his conversation with Bert, having. I peered at myself in the mirror and jacked off three more times before I cleaned up the mess and went to bed. I fell asleep dreaming of Aunt Bella crawling into my bed and smothering me with her naked tits.When I came down for breakfast the next morning, Aunt Bella was dressed in some very tight-fitting jeans and an over-sized grey sweatshirt. I couldn’t tell if she was braless or not, but I suspected or more likely hoped she was. Uncle Harry was already outside unpacking boxes of decorations.. I took the dress off and returned to my duty of sucking cock. It wasn't long before Russ splashed the first of many hot loads onto my nipples. I greedily scooped the salty dick-snot into my fingers and licked it off. Then I focused my attention to Lief's cock. I sucked his meaty love-stick, Russ grabbed some lube from his drawer and started lubing my hole. As he did this, he started talking dirty to me, calling me names and referring to me as his personal slut and cock hole. With a lipstick. She tried to close her thighs against it; but they would not seem to obey her mind's commands, and tears of frustration brimmed in her eyes as the mature woman felt her body gradually losing control. She had vowed she would never allow herself to be tempted again, but already she was betraying her oath, the sheer hopelessness of her position and the vibrator in the hands of this young boy forcing her into helpless submission."Nnnoooo! Stop it! Stop it, you little monster!" Would you rather be.