"The person you meet on the internet isn't a real person. It's a kind of made-up thing that's fashioned for whichever dating or friendship site you've... logged into. If we'd met on a BDSM site, then I'd probably have been Agnes Leather or something..." Rather than Alfalfa2020." Exactly."It wasn't just sex that both kept and drove Alex and Agnieszka apart. The two of them worked in two different towns and for both of them the daily commute was almost more tiring than their actual jobs. Nowadays,. Was she even curious as to what took place at the Daugherty residence? If so, she was hiding her curiosity well.Charlie was the only one who had heard the whole story. I had refused to let Tammy glean information from me because I wanted to tell Shirley what happened first hand. If she wanted to know what happened or if I had managed to retrieve the tapes Darien claimed to have made, she would have to ask me, not send Tammy to find out. I was sure the secret was safe with Charlie.After one week. The band was preparing to play while we finished dinner. The waitress cleared our table bringing us another drink. The band started playing with the dance floor filling we joined the others. After a fast dance a slow one came next letting us dance close together. I ran my hands over her ass squeezing her cheeks as we kissed. We returned to our table and I was debating on when to add the Ecstasy to her drink as it was supposed to take some time to work. I knew we wouldn't be staying to late. I. “Now John, you can see, smell, touch, and taste my pussy.”With that she covered my mouth with her hot pussy, grinding it into my mouth. I had only ever seen a pussy in magazines and on porn sites. Now I was licking, tasting, smelling, and worshipping my aunt’s pussy. I circled her pussy lips with my tongue and then stuck my tongue deep inside her. The taste was incredible. I lapped at her cunt like any horny teen would. I felt the nub of her clit and heard my aunt moan as I sucked it.