She put her hand down his pants and gripped his semi-erect member. “I think we should stop Kita” finally says Shawn. “Why, you don’t want me ...o suck your dick? He’s calling my name. Can’t you tell?? He wants my lips all over him” says Kita while really playing with his cock now.” You’re so fuckin funny Kita”, says Shawn in an invulnerable sounding voice. “Really??” says Kita while pulling out his thick member. “Shawn, wtf, you working with all of this!”, Kita says with an erotic shocking look. But there was no time for this now; I was busted in the next instant.Aunt Rose pulled the cover off me, the bits of hair dropping to the carpet around me. “Now Laura we are going to need to talk about that thing of yours.” She said in a stern voice as she twisted me around on the stool. She knelt down and looked me straight in the eyes. I didn’t see anger but I knew she was not happy that I had caused the mess.She looked down at the wet spot at the juncture of my legs and torso, “We need to. I climbed up on the top bunk and covered myself with a sheet and was out like a light. I woke up several times with the phantom sensation of my pussy throbbing as if rammed into just moments before. Each time I woke I applied cream to my sore pussy with each rubbing of my swollen lips I was getting the feeling back, thank god I would have a normal pussy once more... thank you Jesus. The crazy thing is I liked sex. I always had. Since I gave my. " "Thank you sir. I think so too!" "Any c***dren?" "Not yet." After a couple other similar questions along the same vein that was pretty much the end of the conversation. Let me give you the requisite description of my wife now and get that out of the way. My wife is half french and half Vietnamese. She's tall, five foot nine inches tall in thigh high stockings, with a small muscular frame, but she's not skinny. She still weighs a pound or two either side of one hundred and forty pounds;.