What's your name? Stan.Well Stan,I like the way your cock is standin,won't you let me suck on it a little so it's hard enough to penetrate my tight li...tle asshole? She sucked Stan for about five minutes while licking at his balls until he was at full mast,then propped the pillows on the kitchen table,which stood at the perfect for some serious ass pounding action. Robin reached over and picked up the bottle of anal glide lube sitting on the table and and poured a copious amount over her hands. Angie recovers first. “It’s not what it looks like, Aunt Jenny. We were just…” Then she runs out of words. Aunt Jenny waves her hand in a dismissive motion. “Nah. Don’t worry about it. I’ve had my suspicions, but kept them to myself. I’m not against a little lady loving myself.” She sat on the log and watched as we pulled our pants up.“You two are the cutest little things.” She continued. “Don’t worry about me. You secret is safe.”Angie, the emotional one, hugged Aunt Jenny and said, “Oh Thank. "What happened?"I just looked into her eyes, not knowing how to say it.She then asked, "You were overwhelmed, weren't you?"Almost imperceivably, I nodded."What was your..." she said and stopped, searching for the word, "trigger?"I knew it was Ken that had given her that word. I didn't want to say it, for telling would make her feel awful. A lump in my throat formed, making almost any word not want to come out."Do you remember," my father said, "what the agent said at the base? You would feel. That was always great. Oh yeah this one's sexy. My friend would run his finger through their mouth.While they're naked. I would go over and grab some guys by the shoulders. Say, I can see it in your eyes. Don't you give my friend here no shit. Of course there was the guys that gave me shit on purpose to get slammed into the table. Or held up against the wall by their throat. When I saw somebody that turned me on. That made it more extreme. If they were scared they were a lot more scared. If.