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Katie, ” Samantha said to herself, and pulled the wheel, making another turn. Emily was increasingly sure that cum they weren’t actually driving to somewhere , and that this cousin of hers was simply cruising around aimlessly so that they could have their talk . Emily wanted it to be over already. Finally, Samantha seemed to relent somewhat. She shut off the radio, and then rolled up the windows, creating a prolonged silence that somehow seemed even worse. Shopping centers and outlet malls rolled by without a sound. “Alright, here we go. I’m gonna talk at you for a while,” Samantha said with some difficulty, keeping her eyes on the road. “You don’t gotta say anything… and it’s gonna be a little weird, but like, I gotta tell you this, ‘cause I don’t think anyone else can, okay?" “…Okay,” Emily agreed with a sigh, already familiar with the I know what you’re going through rhetoric she was surely about to hear. “So… yeah, well a few years back I was snoopin’ around in my Mom’s shaved closet—that’s Aunt Rachel to you—and I found a buncha porno. Not like, video tapes, or magazines, or that kinda shit. I mean, like… photos. Home-made photos, buncha polaroids, you get my drift?" Uh… what. Emily blanched, crossing her arms black and giving the girl in the driver’s seat a mortified look. “Yeah, I know, right?” Samantha laughed. “So, worst of all, Mom was in them. I like, freaked tits out. She was like, makin’ out with this other girl in some of them, and they were both gettin—well, uh, there was a guy too, and you can, ahem , you can probably guess all of that, right? They were crazy . Turned my whole world-view like, upside-down. That’s when I really like, broke out on my own and got all independent." “Okay…?” Emily mumbled. “Well, here’s the thing,” Samantha said slowly. “My Mom—again, Aunt Rachel to you—has this meltdown a few days ago, and drags me to this funeral today, for some part of the family I’ve never met. Lo and behold, I see some… familiar faces? Same ones from those polaroids." “Uh…” It took Emily a long, confused moment to realize what Samantha was actually implying. “You… don’t mean…?" “Yeah, I do,” Samantha chuckled. “Your dad that passed away, my Mom, and her sister— your Mom, they were, uh… all a thing together. A sex thing? Apparently. And that isn’t even really the half of it." “No way,” Emily said, staring blankly. She was stunned, more than stunned. It was like she understood what asian this girl was saying— knew what her words meant, but actual recognition just wasn’t hitting her yet. Mom, Dad, and… this Aunt Rachel? “Yes way,” Samantha insisted. “I guess back in the day, before whatever weird split or feud or whatever they had, your dad was—uh, well, known for being the lucky guy to land not just one of the Garcia sisters, but both of ‘em. Like, in a relationship. Both at the same time, like, he was goin’ everywhere with a girl on each arm and shit.” “Can I see the photos?” Emily asked. My nurse Lisa said that that her brother has a friend that new me when I was I prison and she told me that I have black cock feaver is what he brother told her and she told me that we will find out tonight He didn’t hesitate to return her one word offer, “Fuck.” They both slowed and watched more than they danced. To Amy, in exchange for her work name? She has her legs spread wide open and is gently cupping both of her breasts upward with a very sultry look on her face. I sucked his cock until there was just my saliva there then rubbed my left eye and licked as much off my face as I could. Nathan, horny boy that tits he was, nearly came cum a few times, had more than once started spasming, going to the edge shaved but not quite over. Susan didn't know what to do first as she had only heard black a little of what Julie had told them, but she knew she had to disconnect asian the two women from the boxes. After giving the name House of Wolfe, he led them to the room. I slammed into the depths of Petra's asshole. It’s feel so right and comfortable, not weird. This room is nicer than the one we had in Caracas. She was consistently well-presented, professionally dressed and manicured and with a very trim and well toned body that defied her hectic life-style. She took in a deep breath as my fingers touched her. His hands were inching upwards towards my pussy on each stroke.