”“What?!” Kara gasped.“Forget it, Kara,” I said angrily. “The selfish bitch is determined to wreck our marriage and nothing you say is goi...g to dissuade her. Fine. I’m done.”I turned to the right when we were supposed to turn left, and I wasn’t surprised when Kara followed me instead of Jessica.“Steve, please,” Kara begged.“Please what? You heard her! She thinks you’re just as evil as I am. And Elyse. And Bethany. And Jennifer. And Melanie. And everyone else. If this had happened four years. The floor of the van had nice thick carpet, and an extra blanket. I pull off my shorts immediately, she had already took off her tight shorts. I could see her large tits heaving up and down in her sexual excitement. I reached over and started messaging them, kissing the nipples on each one. She was thrashing around, raising her hips up to me. I started rubbing the lips of her pussy, which was already sopping wet. Stuck one finger in, and the virginals walls grabbed my finger wanting more. . ..I made me a sandwich got me a coke and set there savoring the thoughts of fucking Margie...She was too much, Fuck she had made me feel good, and with just her pussy I thought...Fuck I couldn't stand a blow job from her...Hell it would be too good. I put my saucer in the sink and turned out the lite, and started for my room. "is that you Ape Face" I heard Aunt Ella Mae. Yup! it's me. I answered bring Auntie a drink of water baby, please.... "Ok" I replied. I took her a glass of water. I did it as self protection, since almost all of my relatives are ticklish. During childhood wrestling matches, tickling was a way to turn the tables if you were losing. Now everyone thinks I am not ticklish since I won't allow myself to react to it."I love having attention paid to my tits. Soft and gentle or rough and nasty. Simply pleasurable or highly painful, I don't care as long as they get maximum attention. I hate anything in my ass. Fingers, toungues, toys or cocks, they are all painful.