She asked what I usually did and I told her that I usually took care of it at least once a day. "Well, I cant leave you like this, she said.She told ...e that I couldnt tell anyone, but, she could leave me like this after all, I had worked for her when the accident happened. She took my bandaged hand and lead me into her bedroom. She helped me get onto her bed and laid me on my back. She reached into the nightstand and brought out a tube of lubricant. (I wondered why she had that there) She. My uncle staggered in the front door and went immediately to the ice box to get a fresh cold beer. None of the girls drank his beloved beer and I was strictly a “coke” man from the get-go. When I say, “coke”, I mean the cola variety and not the white powder crap the jigs up in Harlem used to make them feel like the lords of the universe. My mom was still in a state of shock from the eviction and all and she was transparently upset about her latest “uncle” shoving off for a long route to China. I thanked her and made a comment on how her jeans sure did fit her nicely. We were known for our occasional flirting but nothing more. I had her open the bag of cups and put them next to the keg and other little things that I hadn't done yet. I ran to my room to finish getting ready.A few people showed up right on time and several others filtered in every half hour or so up until around 10:00. I invited about 50 people and only 20 or so showed. I mingled with the friends that came and tried to. His hand came down again across my other cheek before he used it as a gag to keep me quiet. I couldn't get enough of this as his cock pounded my pussy raw, he wasn't being at all gentle with me, it was as if he wanted revenge for something, and yet at the same time I could see the love for me in his eyes, the knowing that this was what I wanted and he knew how to give it to me.He forced his cock deep into my pussy, grinding his hips once he had it the whole way in, making it hit every wall, his.