Images of Gina on top of me, my cock fully sank into her ass haunted my thoughts as I poured my cereal."Some night, huh?" Dennis asked me as he walked... out of his room, and I realized I still wasn't wearing any clothes. He looked as tired as I felt."Umm, yeah," I replied stupidly."So tell me," the jock said solicitously, "can you still call yourself a geek if you fuck a chic like Gina in the ass?"For a few seconds I can only stare at Dennis after he asked me that. Then the memory of him slipping. "No please, Uncle Steve" i begged. He looked at for a moment. There was a struggle in his eyes. I could tell he was assessing all his options. He looked to the stairs. "Okay, sweetheart. We'll figure this out." He said as he walked to the stairs. "I'll be right back." He said as he disappeared up.My mind reeled in fear. Was he getting Aunt Jenny? I watched the stairway desperately, awaiting my fate. I ached a bit from my stretched out little vagina. I heard soft padded feet gingerly make their. I was, needless to say, kinda nervous, meeting her with her husband right there you know.But, John, much to my surprise, was really cool about the whole thing. While he sat on the couch, I was sitting in the recliner across the room. Deanna came in, having changed into “something more comfortable.” A see-thru negligee and absolutely nothing underneath it! WOW!!!! What did she do? This sexy baby-doll promptly walked over and sat in my lap. Talk about your instant hard-ons! Man-oh-man! I sprang a. "Claude died."Sawyer exchanged a look with Zack - though a look of what, she couldn't have said."How?" asked Zack."... 'how' what?" How did he die?" Who?" she shot back."Montague," growled Zack. "Your last owner."Renee nearly snorted. This was too easy. "What about him?"He strode forward, face so red he seemed ready to explode.And she couldn't help it.She flinched.Renee flinched away from the nauseatingly familiar form of an angry man coming at her. She hunched over, automatically protecting.