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Joyce Dickinson part 5
Date: 10/18/2015, Categories: Mature Author: Les1111, Source: xHamster
... some earphones and listened to some music until 'her who must be fucked' got up and out of bed. Joyce saw Robbie stretched out on the couch, listening to music. His eyes were closed and he was miming to the music. He looked untroubled and carefree without a worry in the world. The joys of youth. She envied him his moment, as he obviously didn't realise the magnitude of the life changing event that had just so recently occurred. She thought about slipping back upstairs, getting dressed and leaving before he realised... but this problem needed to be addressed and sorted..and, now...while they were alone. She slipped into the kitchen to get a drink of water, and saw the note from Sylvia, lieing on the table. She read it and just as she was pouring her water, Robbie walked in the door. "Morning Aunty...how are you this morning...?" "Robbie,,,we need to talk..and now. Ok. We need to sort, what happened earlier. It was my fault..I shouldn't have let that happen, and don't for one minute blame yourself. It was just something that happens and you realise straight away that it was wrong and if talked over sensibly can be laughed about when we both realise it was wrong." It all came out in a garbled, jumbled up statement that really nearly had Robbie almost laughing. 'This must be the adult way of trying to get out of jail..free' thought Robbie. "Aunty Joyce. Let's start again. Good morning. How are you this morning?" Joyce was taken aback by Robbie being so ...
... calm and authoritative. "I..I..I...don't know. I..I.." "Sit down. I'll make you a cup of tea. Would you like some toast...?" "Err no thanks" "Now...there you are..." He said , handing her the hot mug. "Thank you Robbie I..i..i...er um" "Joyce..skip the Aunty shit eh..just calm down. Have a drink. It's gonna be fine. You worry to much." "Oh...eh...oh...right..." "Tell me...when you were watching....and you were watching...mum getting fucked by Steves big cock...did you wish he was doing that to you. Eh..?" "Robbie...please...don't talk like that to me. I'm your mums friend and you should treat me with respect. I...er..please don't let me" Robbie interrupted her in mid sentence. "Joyce...shut the fuck up....respect...bullshit. You were wanking me off and letting me finger your cunt...and.. it was fucking wet...so don't give me this 'respect' bollocks. You were as much into watching mum getting banged as I was. Admit it!" Joyce started sobbing again, but Robbie was having none of it. He pulled some kitchen towel off the roll and said. "Blow your nose..." "Joyce..when i was playing with tourntits..your nipples were hard as fuck. Your knickers were damp, and, when I got back to bed my fingers smelt of pussy. Now...last night I fucked a girl I took out, and before I did her, I fingered her pussy. Same smell ok. Not the first bitch I've fingered either by the way.....so...I know the smell of a ...