She then started plunging the dildo in and out of her pussy, faster and faster, eventually having an orgasm and collapsing back.I took my hand off her...pussy and noticed it was totally wet with her juices. Claire saw me looking at my sticky hand and told me to lick my fingers clean. I stuck them in my mouth, curious as to what they tasted like. The taste was musky, and I felt dirty licking them. I had my eyes closed with my fingers in my mouth, and I felt Claire's hands grabbing the sides of my. She gave a deep sigh and snuggled firmly into my body, savoring the simple skin-to-skin contact she shared with me all along her back from shoulders to toes. I expected more tears. She just sighed.Sally was still in crisis mode and her mind was going a thousand miles an hour. So was mine. Several minutes - hours? - passed in silence."Larry? You awake?" she asked quietly."Uh-huh." I hesitated, not knowing which direction to go. I took the safe route. "So, do you think Janey's going to be OK?"I. " He then spit in my face. I heard my aunt laugh. "Gene, I think that is a first for the slut." They both laughed as I took my finger and pushed his spit into my mouth and sucked it off my fingers.Gene got dressed and left. Ten minutes later my uncle walked in the door. "Hey there slut, ready to go to the theater?" I eagerly said "Yeah, what movie are we seeing?" They both laughed. "Remember our host from the party a couple weeks ago? He's been pestering me to bring you to the theater. I. His stare swept all over my naked body. My black, thick and long disheveled hair was spread all around my head and covered a part of my breasts. The red dot on my forehead gleamed and seemed to have caught his fancy. His eyes then were focused on my neck and necklace (that was my mangal sutra). My breasts were perked up and my nipples bloated with an erection. He caught one of my breasts in his hand and rolled his fingers around it as if wanting to be sure that the breast he was caressing was.