Tom Watson hadwithdrawn the stubby shotgun from inside his billowing jacket and washolding it casually now in one hand, the twin deadly muzzles pointi...ngsomewhere between the girl and the ramshackle stairway which led to thesecond floor of the old house. He was smiling vaguely."Wha ... wha ... what do you want here?" the girl asked, her voicebreaking with fright as she spoke."A little shelter and rest," Watson told her, cocking one eyebrow andsmiling suggestively at her. "Some comfort and loving. I could feel her weight and was a bit nervous. She jammed her tongue in my mouth again and grabbed my crotch. “I want a large hickey on my neck.” She asked. I gave. She then got off me and took off her skirt and her panties. They were soaked and I could smell her. I started to lick and for the first time saw her wonderful pussy. It was light on hair, but was a wonderful pussy. Nice lips and a nice clits was poking out. This part of her looked much younger. Wet and swelled I could tell. He said, “I’m going light on you because mom already gave it to you.” Then he swatted me twenty-five times on my ass with his hand. When he was done, he said to Beth, “You’re next. Give him twenty-five and let’s hear them hit.” Beth took his place on the barrel and he laid me across her lap. I don’t think she slapped any lighter than he did, but I began once again to feel the pleasure sensations.“Your turn Barb,” said Dave. She replied, “I don’t want to,” and Dave replied “You’d better or. ”“Would you, Carl? A large gin and tonic? Lots of ice?”I was on my way to my feet as I said, “For sure. Anything, Aunt Amy. You’ve been kind enough to put me up for these past couple of weeks. I’ll jump in the car and get down to the shop for cigarettes if you want, too.”“No-no,” my aunt replied. She was back on her hip and elbow, dark lenses presented to me. “I think there might be an old packet in one of the kitchen drawers. Maybe have a look there, Carl.”Standing, looking down at my aunt’s.