I pulled my hand from her pussy and said, “Sorry, Aunty,” Licking my fingers which were coated with her juices said smiling,” I know you too enj...oyed it, Aunty. Your juice tastes wonderful. When can I drink the nectar from the source?”Padma Aunty made a face and said, “If I allow you to suck my pussy I don’t know what you will do?”“I will lick and suck your gorgeous pussy like a good boy Aunty,” I begged her. Padma Aunty wiping her face using her nighty, said, “I am tired, Rajesh. I have lots of. "You'd think so, wouldn't you?" said Karen thoughtfully. "And she does have an enormous bosom. And that stomach... I mean she doesn't go for outfits that deliberately show off the stomach, but it swells out anyway. But her skin's a nice kind of ivory, her black hair's healthy and well-trimmed and she carries herself remarkably gracefully for such a large girl." Pah!" snorted Keith. "I just don't see how gross and grace can possibly come together. It's like an antonym, isn't it? Gross and grace.. "You aren't thinking of sending me there are you Momma," Darleneblurted out."No sweetie, never. You have everything here already. It's just thatI'd always heard rumors of its existence. And I am happy to know theyare true, is all. Of course Rose might find herself there if the boyscontinue to flock around her like moths to a flame," I joked."Momma please no!" Rose, Honey, you know neither I nor your Daddy would ever do that toyou." I hesitated, "Unless you wanted to go that is." I turned to. This place was just as clean and minimalist as the rest of the apartment. And maybe that's why the only decorative element in the room attracted so much attention. On the wall above the bed was something that reminded Heather of the deer antlers and other hunting trophies her dad had hanging on the wall of his hunting cabin in the woods. The longer she looked at it, it became more obvious that that was what this strange object was trying to mimic - a hunting trophy. Just instead of antlers it.