You didn’t deny it ... have you met my auntie Surprise?” And she lightly touched my knee with two fingers.“No ... is she anything like you?”�...�If you were to make me 22 and Grandma Sultry 22 you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference... ‘cept I’m smarter.”“Who cares about any old Russian ... I don’t. And I have a sudden urge to meet your Auntie.”And he kissed me on my nose and tossed me high and caught me on the way down. I squealed like a four year old and headed for my kart and airplane. The. The interveningtime had been filled with more strategizing. I had sat in with the group,out of both courtesy and curiosity, on one of their prayer sessions, and Ihad been touched by their faith and sincerity. Now it was time to put allthe planning to the test.I followed the same path I had taken on my mission to help Jakob. It wasfamiliar; it had worked. Not much else was familiar now, and I had sadlylittle confidence this trip would work. Doubts had never been part of myexperience in life, but. “And while your futa-daughter is fucking me up the ass,” Adele said, her confidence swelling, “I want to lick her cum out of your pussy. Creampies are my second favorite thing in the world.”“Oh, my, that’s very naughty,” purred my mother. “Mmm, well, I mean, I guess I can’t say no to that. I’ve, uh ... enjoyed having my pussy eaten.”I smiled. So Ms. Petrov, my mom’s dominating boss, at least returned the favor. I’d heard my mom eating out her boss before getting fucked by a strap-on not an hour. They'd not seen each other for almost a year since their graduationand Jen had eagerly accepted her Kelly's invitation to come and visit her atthe different college where she was studying for a Masters degree, a chanceto pretend she was a student again for a few days rather than an unemployedgraduate. Neither of them had said it in so many words - they never did - butthey'd both lamented their mutual lack of sex lives on the phone when planningJen's visit and she was sure that this would be.