Get Some Breakfast

As Tristan comes up behind you to come downstairs and you exit the room coming into the main living space, you can see that everyone is up and moving, getting ready for their fitting's as well.

"Morning Triss, morning Billy." Alena utters after seeing us, a delightful greeting to her daughter, but more of a deeper voice for your acknowledgment, not quite sure as to why right now, but you have a few ideas.

"Morning." You both say in unison.

"Where are we off to for the shotgun wedding 'fittings' mother?" Lacy chimes.

"The wedding fittings young lady will be at a fancy local suit tailor, apparently he's the best for hundreds of miles around, Luigi's Suit Emporium."

"Sounds like he eats sadness."

"Oh just behave Lacy."

After hearing the family discuss matters in their normal setting of conversation, you head into the kitchen, where Vickie is posted getting something out of the fridge, bent over 90 degrees with her phat ebony ass leaving only about a foot between her plump round booty cheeks and the bench top.

"I might skip breakfast," says Tristan. "but I'll meet you out in the car." She smacks your arm softly with a fist and then jogs out along with Eva and Lacy. Just as Alena is packing up, you see a bit of toast sitting past Vickie, so you naturally try and slip past and get some before you head outside to go.

You line up your butt against the counter top and scoot your way behind Vickie's now slow, almost hypnotic moving ass.

"Excuse me." You utter as you slip behind Vickie.

She then, hearing you behind her, pushes her ass back, and connects your crotch and her tight warm, little pussy in her tight covering leggings between her large supple buns, feeling your giant member fill the space.

She then starts to stand to attention, and puts her hand on your chest halfway up from where she was to hold you where you are, not with any strength, just because she knows you'll stand right there.

As she stands fully back up, she is just inches from your face, when she looks in your eyes, then downwards towards your suddenly growing schlong, starting to really fill out the underwear you're in, and suddenly, as she looks back towards you, reaches her other hand over your cock and balls and starts to grope and feel them, moving them around on your pants, before slipping her hand into your underwear.

"Now you listen to me boy, I ain't ever had sex that good in my life, so from now on, you ain't just my nephew, you're my fuck buddy, got it?" She says as she squeezes your package. "That means fucking me when I want, as long as it's always like that, I'd want this cock as much as I can."

"No catch?" You say, voice shuddering slightly as she has a very firm grip on your balls.

"None, nothing bad's gonna happen to you, I just know you won't be able to say no to this pussy for too long."

You match her ferocity, and reach around her and lightly place you hand on her plump ass, only to slide it down right to the bottom, nearly reaching under her, before grabbing a whole handful of ass, spreading her open wide.

"No, it doesn't seem I can can."

She then slips her hand out of your pants and begins to walk out to the car, "come on then, we're gonna be late."

You adjust your cock pointing downwards, as it's the best position for your cock to be at the moment and set off to this wedding suit fitting.