“Don’t worry” Michael assured me “Mum will be drinking by now and won’t come up until later. To be continued. xxx 18 Pussy juices flooded out of her, to be honest I thought she had peed. I managed in the manoeuvre to swing Bev around and put her backside against the bed whilst I knelt on the floor, my face still inches from her pussy. “I tell you what” I said to Bev, “If you let me see your pussy I’ll show you something you’ll really like”. Being eight of us brought it’s own problems with transport and expense of course. “Aunt” Debbie looked much like a combination of Sharon Stone and Michelle Pfiffer (If you can imagine such a combination?). She had a son Michael, one year older than me, at 15, and a daughter,




















