She finally opened her eyes only to find that she couldn’t see. She could feel air on her eye balls but couldn’t see a thing. ‘I’m calling 911...,’ the voice again. ‘No the fuck you aren’t, have you listened at all to what I just told y’all? I’m in deep shit, Mira’s ass is, too. Allen who is this kid, anyway?’ ‘Montana, you’ve met Mint at least six times,’ Allen said. ‘He has, but he doesn’t know me,’ Mint said. Mira felt bile rising in her throat as she was picked up and carried out into the warm. He was not just kissing me, he was sucking, licking and biting me. I could feel his saliva trickling down my shirt.From my neck to my cheeks, he was licking and sucking me everywhere while his hands were pushing me towards him, crushing my boobs against his chest. He stopped for a moment and I felt his hands on my ears removing my earrings. I giggled, thinking what was he doing. He took my left earlobe inside his mouth and nibbled it gently. A soft sigh escaped from my mouth. “Aaaaanhh!!” I. Her face was flushed, her mouth open and she sucked in air desperately. Her dark hair was a tousled black frame for her pretty face. ‘Tommy! Tommy!’ Karen cried, her motions becoming frantic, ‘Tommy! I’m cumming! Take me, my darling! Take me! Yes! Oh, yes, Tommy! Yes! Ah! Ahh!’ ‘Yeah! Oh, yeah!’ Tommy cried when his aunt’s wildly gyrating body and spasming channel milked his orgasm from him. He felt his fluids pumping into her as his loins went into spasm after spasm of joy. Spent, the lovers. On Sundays he would get visits from his children. His sons would come over and watch football games with him, drink up his beer and bring him up to date on family news. They would inquire about his health. He would lie about it, or tell a half-truth. They might discuss politics, if he knew in advance they agreed with him. If they didn't agree he put that distant look on his face, and soon they would cease talking. They were middle aged, themselves. He got two hours of them per week. Some guys.