She spread her legs wider and wider to let him get his tongue in as far as he could. She was dripping wet, pussy juices flowing wildly and that big bl...ack dog was licking her clit and she knew she was going to cum. Blackjack had his tongue up in her pussy and her pussy was on fire, like she had never dreamed of before. She popped her little ass up as far as she could, so he could lick her little asshole out too. He granted her that wish; he started to lick her ass like crazy, his rough tough. "Some good old-fashion interrogation might get her to talk. GetMedieval on her ass," I suggested."I've lost my voice. I would prefer not to lose my freedom too," shereplied."I'll do it. I'll get a gun and rough her up. Just tell me heraddress," I offered."I can't let anything happen to you either. You're my heir, remember,"she disagreed."That was just to fuck with her," I said dismissively."No, its the truth," she revealed.I shook my head in confusion. "I'm nobody. You would give. Dog back with Arlene, he waits until I'm asleep, then snuggles against me. Gently, he rolled Arlene to her back, then did the same for her mother. Carefully, he placed the sleeping puppy on Arlene's belly and made his way out of bed.As he stood, Kayla walked over, stopping momentarily to kiss her mate's cheek before heading for the bathroom, still half asleep. Ten minutes later, both were dressed in their running gear and had walked out the back door. "Oh, crap, that's cold," she muttered as a. The obsession became stronger year on year as I became older and wiser to the opposite sex and started to take notice of my aunt in a different way. I longed for the time I was stopping at her house and she was doing the washing, seeing her underwear floating and dancing in the breeze on the line, that was how I knew what she wore, stockings mostly but odd times some tights, girdles with there suspenders hanging down and French style silk knickers. She would still come in and say goodnight to.