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Looks like I got here right in the nick of time.

Aren't you a sight for sore eyes?

Don't tease.

I'm about to fall apart.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

Thanks for coming. Of course.

Is something burning?

Oh, shit.

Shit. Shit.

Shit.

Delicious.

Believe it or not, this is the third batch I've burnt this week.

Ever consider maybe just giving up?

I'm just trying to stay busy.

How are you holding up, sis? You okay?

No, not really.

I'm really sorry.

Thanks.

How's little Billy dealing with the divorce?

You know boys.

They bottle it all up inside.

I mean, I know he's 19, but he's so immature in so many ways still.

Huh.

He's a chocolate chipper at favorite, so I just keep trying to win him over.

But he just sulks around here like I'm the one to blame for the divorce.

Well, he chose to live with you, though, right?

I mean, yes.

And even though I'm his stepmom, you know I'm the closest thing he's ever had

a real mom.

I know, it's so sweet.

Last year when you guys came to visit, he looked at you with so much love.

Not anymore.

He'll come around.

Let him figure it out.

He'll have to. My savings are bust and I'm not even sure how I'm going to pay

next month's mortgage.

Why don't you let me help?

No, don't even try.

You're too prideful.

Honestly, honey, if you would just let me help. I know you would do the same if

the roles were reversed.

Why don't you guys stay with me in my apartment?

I know it's a small little apartment, but we could put your house up for rent.

We could get you back on your feet.

At your place?

We'd be at each other's necks.

Maybe a little more closeness would help.

Clearly you don't know boys.

But I do know Billy, and Billy is an angel.

When he wants to be. Though lately, he's going through this bohemian art journey

thing. I mean, he dropped out of school.

He wants to be an artist.

He sounds like you.

Yeah.

But I had to grow out of that. I mean, I wish I had spent that time learning to,

like, code.

You were a great artist.

A lot of good that did me.

I mean, I have no job experience.

I'm divorced.

I'm completely broke.

I mean, I can't believe he dropped out of school.

He has a full scholarship.

Do you want me to talk to him?

Would you?

I mean, if he's not going to go to school, I mean, he's going to have to do

something. I mean, even a couple hundred bucks a month would be huge.

You know what you need is a nice rosé. Hell, you got anything stronger than

in here?

Not a chance.

God, remember when we were roommates in college?

What was it, like two weeks we didn't talk over a bottle of wine?

It was not a bottle of wine.

Uh, yeah, it was a bottle of rosé. No, it was because you stole my boyfriend.

I did not! He was my boyfriend!

Okay, maybe he was, but he was mine first, and then we had that breakup.

Oh my god, I totally forgot about that.

Forgot about what?

Hey!

You don't respond to my texts?

Um, I... You didn't tell me Aunt Gina was coming into town.

It was a last minute thing.

So you guys are all made up?

Seems like it.

Why don't you stay the weekend?

Or at least for tonight.

Alright, well, I got things to do.

Nonsense. I heard that you're unemployed and you recently dropped out of school,

too. Oh, gee, thanks, Mom.

Stop. Don't be mad.

Your auntie misses you.

I do.

Okay, well, I'll sleep on the couch. You can have my bed this weekend.

Billy, that is no way to treat your auntie.

You guys have slept in the same bed forever.

It's never been an issue.

It's okay.

I understand. He's just a big man now.

All right, well, come on. I'll grab your bags. Let's go to my room.

Stop, please.

What, are you worried about your mom in the other room?

Yeah, no. I mean, didn't I make myself pretty clear in my last message? Oh,

yeah, that was cute.

Are you trying to break up with me?

I'm your step -auntie, Gina. You're not breaking up with me that easy.

I'm stuck with you for life.

My dad was right.

Well, your dad is gone.

You don't have to worry about him anymore.

No more sneaking around.

He's out of the way.

You don't get it. I just mess up everything.

I'm the whole reason they're divorced.

I can't make my mind up about anything.

You want me to blow you?

I mean, I'll settle just for blowing you, but I'd love if you ate me out a

little bit tonight.

You're a fucking pervert, Aunt Gina.

But I made you smile.

You know I'm just kidding, right?

I mean, I figured eventually you'd want to move on from me and see other girls

your own age.

Girls are the last thing I'm worried about right now. Even my mom is being so

annoying recently.

Hey, your mom's working really hard to keep a roof over your head and food on

your table.

Yeah, but she's a horrible cook.

Yeah, but still.

I really miss you, Auntie Gina. I mean it, but what we did last summer, that

shouldn't have happened.

You regret it?

No. Of course not. My mind has just been racing.

Like, my dad always would call me a loser.

And he was right.

My mom, she's perfect. She's so nice. But I'm being an asshole to her. It's

like... She doesn't deserve it.

Hey, you know what?

It's okay.

It happens to the best of us.

We all get a little lost sometimes.

Yeah? Yeah.

You know what? All you have to do right now is relax and think about...

What you want right now in this moment.

I really want to show you.

No, no, not now.

If I'm going to stay here, you're going to need to behave.

You were just jumping all over me.

What can I say?

I'm a woman. I changed my mind.

Look, if I'm going to be here, no funny business.

All right?

Well, I guess we better go make sure your mom's not cooking dinner or

while we're stuck in here. Seriously, I can't go another night hungry.

Let's go check on her.

It's getting late. You should let me help clean up.

Don't be ridiculous.

You bought dinner, and you're my guest.

Absolutely not.

He barely ate anything.

I know if there's anybody that can get through to him, it'll be you.

He's going to be fine. You heard him at dinner. He's working on his new

painting. He's developing his passion.

Great.

A passion that's going to leave him a life of poverty.

Oh, come on. You've got to stop with this doom and gloom shit.

You can guide him in other ways.

Really? Yeah.

Use your powers of female persuasion that you used to brag about.

Yeah, that barely worked on my husband.

Or shall I say, ex -husband?

So, are you going to start dating again?

Absolutely not.

No way. No way.

I need to be single. Good. But you are going to get on one of those booty call

apps, aren't you? Oh my gosh.

No, you are terrible.

Come on. Don't be coy.

I know you're horny.

Okay. Time for bed.

You little tramp. I know you. You got your eyes on someone.

Bill. Shh.

You're wicked. You know that?

You need to get yourself a younger guy.

Younger? Yeah.

You need a young stud who's going to throw you around and fuck you like a

whore.

Like how young are you talking? Like Gerald Next Door Young?

No, no. I'm talking like Billy's age.

But he's barely 19.

And legal.

I promise you, Laura, if you let some young stud come and throw you around,

going to get you out of this bunk.

I... Had a dream about him.

Billy? You had a sex dream about Billy?

Swear that you won't tell a soul.

Oh, I'm sworn to secrecy.

But you have to tell me every single pervy detail.

I don't know. I don't think I could be in a relationship with anybody that age.

It's just too moody and messy.

Ooh, moody and messy. Sounds delicious to me.

Oh, my God.

You are terrible.

Come on, it's getting late. You should let me help clean up.

Stop, stop, I got it, I got it.

Hey, have you gotten a chance to talk to him yet? You know, about the whole job

thing? No, not yet.

Promise you will? I promise.

Good night, sis.

Good night.

I'm really glad you came.

Sleep good.

You too.

I know what you're doing.

Well, why don't you offer a helping hand, then?

You said you were going to be working on some sketches.

I was. I did, but I couldn't get you out of my head.

It's time to go to bed now.

Come on. Don't act like you're not turned on, too. You kept touching me at

dinner. I was just being friendly.

Well, you got me so horny.

I'm not going to be able to go to bed until I finish.

Don't let me distract you.

It would be way faster if you just came over here.

Will you at least show me your tits?

Now who's the pervert?

I'll watch.

You're so hard.

Yeah, you like it.

Slow down.

Good.

Why don't you do the same?

I like watching you.

I think you need a little supervision.

Oh, you're so fucking high -edged. You know I could come fast from just looking

at your face.

Slow down.

Stroke it nice and slow.

Rub the tip of your head.

Yeah, that's just how I like it.

You're enjoying this.

Do you want me to draw it out? You like to be in control.

No, I'm teaching you. You shouldn't just pound it out to come.

You should slow it down and enjoy it.

That's how you relax.

Why don't you just show me?

Maybe I won't.

You made me all wet.

Yeah, as soon as I've been enjoying that little pussy voice.

Would it turn you on to hear about me being with other men?

Just indulge me.

Your mother indulges you too much.

You're a spoiled little boy.

More.

I want you to be nicer to your mom.

Can you do that for me?

Come here, let me smell your finger.

Oh, I love your titties, Auntie Gina.

I love the way you suck on my titties, Billy.

Shh.

Mom might still be awake.

Okay.

Let's take a breath. I want this to last.

in his pussy, don't you?

Yeah.

Oh, what a good boy you are.

You're not going to get tired of me too soon.

Oh, yeah,

you love fucking your aunt, don't you?

Yeah.

Oh,

you're so good.

You're gonna make me come all over your face, Billy.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my hands come so bad.

Yeah.

Oh,

squeeze my titties.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah,

Billy.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, she likes it. Yes, yes, yes. You know what to do.

You remember.

Oh, yeah.

Get up in there. Be a good boy for your Aunt Gina.

Yeah.

What do you do now?

I'm stretching it out like a young fucking cock.

Oh, my God. I love watching you put my fucking wet pussy. Oh, my God.

You're so deep in there. I love it.

Oh, you're so fucking deep.

Oh, yeah.

You want to paint my pussy with your fucking cum, Billy?

Fucking cover your pussy with my cum? Yeah. I'm not inciting it out.

Yeah.

Fucking fast.

I missed your big young cock.

I missed your slutty little mouth.

I know you missed your aunt's slutty mouth.

I keep fingering your aunt's pussy while she fucks your cock, Billy.

Keep fingering me.

Holy fuck, that throat feels good.

I love deep throating your big fat cock, baby.

Yeah.

I missed it.

Oh,

fuck, that head

is so good.

You know it.

You still fucking droppin' with that throat?

Mmm.

You love it when Aunt Gina sucks your cock, don't you, baby?

Mm -hmm. Mm -hmm.

Oh,

I can't wait to ride your fucking cock, baby.

Mm -hmm, I know.

Ah, your cock was made for your aunt's pussy.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Let me get in my table pussy.

It's not on your big fat cock, don't you, Billy?

Girls your age wouldn't ride your cock like this, would they, Billy?

No.

Tell me how much you love your Aunt Gina's pussy, Billy.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're gonna paint my fucking pussy like the artist you are, Billy.

Yeah.

Yeah.

like watching my ass bounce on your cock.

I love sucking a 19 year old young cock, Billy.

I love the way you fuck your Aunt Gina.

So fucking hot.

Are you going to give me a good paint job?

I don't know. I just can't believe it.

You see, if you take it nice and slow, it feels so much better.

It lasts so much longer.

I want to fuck you from the back. Yeah.

I'm going to fuck you from the belly.

Mm -hmm.

I'm going to fucking yes, please.

Yeah. Yeah.

Oh, fuck. You got me so wet, Billy. Oh, my goodness.