" I don't know what to say," she said finally."Play, that's what I want. I want you to play your violin."She laughed then, shaking her head. "I keep f...nding reasons why I should love you, reasons I can't hate you. Now something else." She looked at me. "I don't think I can deal with sharing, I really don't think I can. But if some night I'm lonely and horny..." Oh yeah!" I said with feeling. Then spoke to the first thing she'd said. "Shannon, when you told me about you and Roger, you told me. At around 11:00, all I could really hear was the loud drunken voice of my aunt Julie. I walked down the stairs, her voice became more clear."Is that my nephew I hear coming down the stairs!" she exclaimed in a somewhat slurred fashion.I stepped down from the last stair and walked around the corner into the kitchen, she sat alone with an overfilled glass of wine in her hand. She donned a dark purple dress, with several bracelets on her right wrist, and on the other was a gold watch with a small. But she’s way too optimistic about Charlie. It sounds good when you put it all together the say she did. But, after all, I was there and she wasn’t. I told her that. ‘Amy, Charlie even told you he loved you.’ ‘Well sure, but it was when he was cumming. That explains it.’ ‘Nobody has ever said anything like that to me in the throes. And I’ve never heard of it happening to anyone else, either. ‘ ‘Really?’ ‘Really. Mostly men just grunt. Maybe they call on Jesus. But mostly they grunt.’ Miriam. ..don't stop!" I started to cum,my hard cock pulling between my lower stomach and couch arm.I felt the warm creamy cum squirt out,making a slippery layer.He spoke up with a breathy voice and said "That's a good girl....cum for me".With one hand i reached between me and the arm and wiped up some of my cum.I quickly stuck my fingers in my mouth and savored the warm creamy goodness.I laid there face down like a good little girl as he fucked me.I reached back again with both hands,spreading my.