I almost didn’t want to move, but instinct took over and the animalistic nature of the act of fucking took over my pelvis as it began to move in and out of my aunt. Hours went by. Xxnx “Aunt Elizabeth…are you ok? After I had felt comfortable with what I cleaned up. As it got closer to 11:30 the guest had begun to pop fireworks at a more steady pace, almost like a buffer for what was to take place at 12. As if on que the backdoor opened and a few of the ladies began to walk in drunkenly calling for Elizabeth. As I got off her, she looked at me puzzled, and pulled me back toward her in disappointment while telling me no. The brief walk to the door had my mind racing at the opportunity that had fallen on my lap, well couch




















