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We ate in silence, I could see, in her eyes, she was pleased with me. When we were done I helped her clear the table and put our plates and silver int... the dishwasher. "Let's sit down for awhile and relax," she said while leading me into the family room. Essie picked up a remote and soon soft music was filling the room. She went to the bar and filled two cordial glasses with peppermint schnapps. She returned and handed a drink to me. "Something to sip on while we listen to the music." I sipped. His old clothes were put into a bag, and thrown into the trunk of the car.“They’ll have the other things you need at the hotel,” said Felicity. “They have toothbrushes and things like that.”Dinner wasn’t exactly strained, but it wasn’t as relaxed as it might have been either. Bobby held Renee’s chair for her while she sat, and then he seated himself. He chatted with Felicity and Chester about things going on in their lives. He spoke to Renee too, but much less than to the others. He didn’t. It was like maybe 11oclock and all of a sudden we’d here them on the couch so we couldn’t come downstairsI started sneaking down and spying. Usually he’d be facing the tv and she’d be on her knees on the floor sucking his massive cock for hours. I’d be spying from the side room and he’d notice me I think because he’d pull her head up and show off his giant dong that was glistening with strings of her spit and then he’d slap my mom in the face with it and tell her to beg for itWhich she would. Other reasons.My sexual hormones were raging and I was as horny as could be.My little cousin usually took a 2 hour nap starting at 1pm. While he napped, I took the time to explore Aunt Lisa's bedroom.It felt like heaven in there. I would lay across the bed and think to myself: "This is the bed where Aunt Lisa has sex". After laying there for a minute I would snoop the room in hopes of finding maybe a nude picture of her or possibly some sort of sex tape. I'd check between the mattress, on top.
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