"You don't go to bars and take on all comers until you're full?"
She blushes hard, a dramatic change from being white as a sheet after I revealed myself. "NO, Never!"
"No glory holes either?" I ask, grinning hard with a bit of an edge.
"Hell No!" She nearly chokes, saying.
"So if you got a regular d**k, you wouldn't need to do this anymore?"
"Well, I don't know. I guess so b-but I don't have time t-to d-date, so I come to these 'things' and do 'this.'" She says 'things' with almost contempt and a bit of resignation about 'this.'
"Okay, Mom, get in there and clean out that swampy p***y. I want it just as clean as I leave yours after a session in the shower."
Aunt Carrie's eyes go even wider if that's possible, and she is finally able to look at her sister. Mom grins and says, "Well,
