A plan started to form in my mind. There was a supermarketten or fifteen minutes away slightly out of town. It was a decent size,sure to have a smal...l makeup and beauty section, but it wasn't my normalgrocery, it didn't get a lot of shoppers at once, and, most importantly,had self-checkout stations. I could get what I needed without having toactually talk to anyone, I just had to keep my nails reasonably hidden.It was the best idea I was going to come up with, and the sooner I gotmoving, the. “You two have been fighting ever since I got home…. Now it’s time to stop or you’ll both be grounded ‘til Jesus comes back!” Mom wasn’t religious; it was just her way of saying ‘forever’.Now to this day I don’t think it was intentional but with Kimmy’s goofing off and pinching me it solidified, to mom, the fact that we were fighting and not that I was trying to get into my little sister’s pants. That took a lot off my mind. The three of us sat and ate dinner as we always did; mom at the end of. It was a family made in heaven. About six months after Mom moved in, my wife’s sister was getting married. Since my wife was the maid of honor, and she had to be there, she left a week ahead of time to get there and help out with the last minute stuff. I couldn’t go because my Law Firm was sending me to Japan to gather information on a case. Kimberlyn and I were scheduled to arrive back home on the same day so we bid my mother a farewell, told her to enjoy having the house to herself, and. “Yes…..yes…….Auntieeeeeee….” I moaned as my orgasm hit and her mouth was filled with my semen. I was shooting loads of my cum down her throat and Shaheen just kept on gulping my cum down her throat without any resistance from her.“Drink it Bitch…… swallow everything, don’t waste a drop,” Fathima said, encouraging Shaheen to swallow my cum. Once the orgasms subsided, I pulled my cock out of her mouth and Fathima too pulled her fingers from her pussy.Shaheen just collapsed back on the sofa.