The woman gave me a dazing smile. “She doesn’t, I’m her aunt.” She stuck out her hand, “you have to be Johnny. I’m Nina.”I shook her han...d and invited her in; curious as to what in the world she could want. I offered her something to drink, she asked for a glass of water. When we were settled, her on the couch, me in Papa’s recliner, I asked what I could do for her.“Johnny, Shelia called me crying about what my sister did to you and how you wouldn’t talk to her. I came here to talk to you; not. But that fear was more of a knee jerk reaction, he knew that she had no problem with this, she had basically warned him about it happening if he did not get home before 6.He tried sliding out of the bed without waking Tanya. His cock had slid out of her pussy long ago as it shrunk back to it’s soft state. He managed to get out of the bed without waking her. Melissande walked him back to their room, and quickly got out of her clothes. She got into the bed shortly after him. As it was, he was. I came quickly hearing her nasty talk and emptied my nuts into her bowels. When I was soft I pulled out of her stretched asshole and went back to the armchair by the pool, to watch them finish up. Then Marco rolled my wife over onto her back and began fucking her cunt like he was trying to get his whole body in there. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she helped push him in. All of a sudden his ass cheeks tightened and I knew he was flooding Ana’s cunt with his seed…Then Marco stood up and. And when she asked me the supposedly simple and harmless question of what time I was going home, the deathly lack of response from me must have set her alarms bells jangling.What followed was a long and difficult conversation, which I took in the privacy of the bathroom, as Charlotte mixed stern big sister with loving maternal figure. By turns consoling and trying to understand me, by turns simply telling me not to be so damned stupid.It was exactly what I needed to hear from my best friend and.