Before slipping the dildo into her niece's wet heat, Christine passed the redhead a pillow. A muted groan from beneath the pillow accompanied the peac...-colored phallus vanishing between Becky's nether lips.Christine licked her lips as she rapidly stroked the toy cock into her niece's curl-adorned sex. Becky rubbed her clit even faster, bucked her hips up toward the toy, and pinched her nipples as she drew nearer to release. A stream of the redhead's juices trickling downward gave Christine. He’s wanted this for more than twenty years. When you made ready to leave, he virtually begged you and insisted you stay the night. And this morning, when you were saying your goodbyes, again he wouldn’t have it and asked you to stay longer. What more do you want, Francis? A signed, sealed invitation in triplicate to screw me?”I saw a big grin finally appear on Francis’ face. “I guess you’re right. Put like that, it’s pretty overwhelming. It’s just, well, I don’t get it. Why would a man married. .. precisely, not ten forty-five, and I expect you to respect my time. The next time I will leave — on time — with or without you. Are we quite understood?"Katherine screamed and threw her shoes at him as he left. They missed, but not by much. Pete sighed and turned and left the house to a torrent of verbal abuse. Apparently talking to Kate was just like talking to Rennie!Two weeks later Pete gave it another try, dinner and a show. He informed her two days in advance that he would pick up her. She wiggled her rump matching my strokes for a few moments. As she stood up, holding my hand against her crotch, she leaned heavily against me and kissed me slipping her tongue into my mouth as she did."I hope there are quite a few more items on your list. We may have to go into the back room to search for some of them," she grinned and giggled as she spoke in her girlish voice. "We may have to open a 'box' or two to finish up," as she released my hand. Unthinkingly, I pressed my fingers.