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"We'll talk later." My aunt paused at the door and looked at me with intense seriousness before finishing with, "Did you hear what I said? Other times she would wank me off over her breasts, the cum erupting over her wonderful tits, concentration etched onto her face.
Then she left me in the ruin of her bed while my brain, with the frenzy of a five-year old's birthday party, worked through all that had happened. How was she to know we'd rolled around Aunt Janet's bed in incestuous joy? When I went downstairs and saw them together, my aunt and my mother chattering away, Janet at the table with a cup of tea in front of her while my mother unpacked a small bag of groceries, I felt sure my mother would read it all in my face. She would also make quick and very frustrating excursions into the bathroom when I was in there.
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