Her hands held him tight against her pussy, while her legs clamped down on him as well. He was a willing prisoner between her thighs, and the crick in... his neck didn’t deter him at all as he drank up her nectar and felt her squirm. He wasn’t remotely ready to stop when she pushed hard on his head. “I need you. Need you inside me. Now. Please.” He rose up onto his hands, feeling the cool air kiss his face – wet with her juices from the tip of his nose to his chin. “I want your cock, Chris,” she. There’s no such thing as a free lunch, after all, is there?” Uncle Manfred chuckled now, even as Aunt Wendy grew increasingly dizzy, just moments after her own sister spaced out.“What did you put in this ... chili?” Wendy slurred her speech now, even as she heard Kelly giggle uncontrollably.“Just a little love,” I smirked as I entered the room now.“Simon?” Mom recognized me in spite of her drugged state, while Aunt Wendy was more than a little slow to react to my presence.“That’s the name you. "Well, she certainly remembers you," Janet said, "so, yes, I would think it should." Then I'm sorry to disappoint you a second time, but I can't recall ever knowing anyone by that name," Laura professed."Now that is confusing," Janet said, "because there's a photograph of you, Constance, and a few others, hanging in the hall of your house. I saw it when Marisa invited me to dinner last month. It was taken, I believe, the afternoon the Palmer women's softball team won the State Intercollegiate. Father, I am heading to bed, see you in the morning. My helicopter will pick us up at 0745. They’ll drop me off and take you and Jerry’s family with them to pick up Shaun and his team. Please don’t steal Shaun’s construction manager, he may not have much to do now, but he will. Also, Ramona, our architect may still be physically week, she has had a very rough last few years. Good night father, I do need to get in bed.” I turned and walked up the stairs, got ready for bed and was asleep spooned.