." He mumbled and continued to play with my clit. Though it was probably just a teaser I rocked my hips to the way he was moving. His middle finger fr...om his left hand entered my cunt and it fit just right. I had already used a dildo just a little thicker than his fingers. It was still pretty tight though. He stuck his second finger in, wriggling it around inside of me. It felt much nicer when someone else was fingering your cunt. His knuckles were simulating my clit as he fingered me. . " But he's too young to own his own car, Frances." He sliced his veal and took another bite.Aunt Frances sat looking at her glass of water. The she said, "I could get a used car wholesale from his Uncle Jimmy, and I could own the tags. Speedy could drive it. That way, he won't wreck my car."Uncle Johnny shrugged, chewing. "Sounds arright." He looked at me across the dinner table. "How 'bout you, Little Beaver? Sound arright to you?"I nodded. "Okay with me." I wasn't about to pose an argument of. Her boyfriend was a terrible bluffer, but she believed he was holding a decent hand. He just kept getting lucky tonight."Raise," Emily smiled, cheerfully tossing in another ten buck chip. She was a bubbly little blonde, all smiles and pearly whites. Sophie had known her since middle school—before her tits had popped out of nowhere one summer and packs of drooling boys had started worshipping the ground she flounced across. Still, she was a sweetheart.Sophie had been a later bloomer, but she. The bed was in front of us when mom turned and started to undress me. I let her as if I was incapable of undressing myself. She unbuttoned my school shirt and ran her hand over my chest, placing little kisses on me while sliding my shirt off my arms.She undid my trousers and in one swoop, slid my trousers and boxers down in one, exposing a very large lively, painfully erect cock, as hard as iron with fluid seeping from the tip to make the naked head glisten with lust. Mom looked on as it.