I smiled then stuck my whole hand down her unusually large vagina which made me more horny and I moved my hand faster and faster in her vagina and she...literally screamed in her sleep until I removed my hand and drank her vagina juices. I rubbed my vagina to the sight of my mom then sucked her tits again. I then tasted something very weird as I was sucking her tits. It was a sweet taste but it was coming from her tits! As soon as I realized I was drinking her breast milk I was in love with this.. The house smelled clean, but also strongly of cooking. I tried to think of icebergs and snowmen to prevent an awkward erection while Penny showed me the house. The house was clean and neat but shy on furniture – there was an overstuffed chair in the living room and a big sofa in front of a large fireplace, and that was it."The owner bought this as a rental," Penny said, "And she puts her extra furniture here, which she doesn't have much. I don't think she thought through trying to rent a house. There used to be four of us but Cassandra’d moved to Georgia; we’d never replaced her.Antonia Santiago, Patty O’Casey and me, Gil Roister, we played at my house each Saturday. I supplied the premises; the gals brought a snack and their drinks. Today they’d brought pizzas. Patty had diet Pepsi, Antonia liked her wine, her Chianti, me, I stuck to vodka.And the game? The stakes had to be small, we were all Social Security recipients; Antonia and I were sixty-five, Patty was sixty-eight.Patty. ‘In a manner of speaking, yes, so I’m taking my dues.’ Maran was confused. What dues could he possibly want that he’d have to entrance children to get them? She stared at him as though trying to step away and sweep the strange sense of familiarity into something discernable. It sounded somewhat familiar and it was on the tip of her tongue. Then it wasn’t. The cloudiness came back and fought for some control over the thought process, taking her immediate line of thinking away. ‘As I said before,.