“Good enough to make you come?”Stephanie drew in a sharp, high-pitched gasp of breath when Jill followed that question with a strong lap, directly... over her clit. The blonde seemed to take that as a yes, and chuckled as she continued to lick her friend’s pussy.It started with a tickle in the shaft of her clit. The tickle then turned into an itch, and that itch spread, along with a curious combination of heat and chills. Jill built Stephanie up slowly, fanning her flames ever higher with every. He took my legs and lifted them over my head. He spanked my pussy with his cock a couple of times, and then started to rub my lips, first with its shaft, and then with its head. I felt it slide in circles, closer and closer to the entrance, increasing the pressure. He wasn’t wearing a condom, and I asked him to be careful because I don’t take contraceptives. He told me not to worry.Finally, he slowly started to penetrate me. I was so open and lubricated by now that it didn’t hurt. It was pure. She came back with a glass full of something that I recognized as whiskey.Debbie offered me some, and I respectfully declined.Debbie sighed and told me her story.Debbie did indeed have possession of the tickets at one time.Unfortunately, Debbie abused them. She discovered how they worked with Camille, and then with me. She found out a week or so after she found them that she could make an outrageous wish, and it would be granted, much to her horror. (Debbie never explained what this outrageous. On one of the visits they both gave me the "you are my only heir speech". I laughed and said, "Between you two and Uncle Lee, all I have to do is stay around a few years and I will be rich." Aunt Dot and Mom jumped on me, held me down and tickled me. We loved each other.I kept competing in action pistol tournaments, kept having a good time and even won a few local tournaments. I got a set of sights on my Glock 32 like Lee had on his CZ and they sped me up a bit on new targets. Some competitions.