"My aunt slowly slinked in beside my mother. She wasn't my real aunt, just my mother's good friend, who I'd come to know as my Aunt January. That didn't stop us fucking though, or her pleading me to "ffill my naughty aunt's cunt" as she so delicately puts it. Here they were, whispering away and giggling before getting my attention during the event galla. "Would you like to maybe come back to the hotel room with us, sweetie?" My mother cooed. "Your Aunt says she would like to show us something..." She smirked. I think my mother was in on us...And wanted in on it."