We sat there taking sips and watching the band play.After half of her drink was gone, she leaned over into me. I settled back and let her get comforta...le. The waitress came back to check on us and we both ordered Margaritas for our next round.“I like this place Aunt Jean. You have excellent taste as usual.” I said. She looked up at me and smiled. She then reached up behind my head and pulled my head closer to hers and kissed me on the lips. Not one of those family type kisses but a short one. I continued my conversation, glancing up furtively occasionally, but at no moment did she acknowledge me or look in my direction. Slowly though, she shifted, so that every so often my view would get better. My conversation companions were oblivious, they did not have the same angle of vision and in any case they were entertained talking about this and that. I finished my meal and went to fetch a new plate with some pieces of fruit, seizing the occasion to adjust my bench so that my viewpoint. As Debbie and Gail rolled off each other, each had pussy juice smeared all over their faces, but Debbie’s face had lumps of Tom’s cum on her cheeks and stuck in her hair. Far from being the bitch that Judy had made her out to be, Debbie was quite a sexual performer, even though she is likely to only remember bits and parts of the evening. To make it a lasting impression for Debbie, Gail suggested that Debbie’s pussy should be shaved clean so it would be more fun tomorrow night. Tom and Jeff,. I ended up masturbating to sleep that night.The next morning I'm down and breakfast when she bounds over to the table and "Lets go". Grabs my hand and drags me out. I tried to talk to her about the night before and she would silence me, telling me each time that I would face her father if I said anything on the subject further and each time giving me a small sideways small and watching me squirm, knowing that I had cancelled the hotel that I had in Madrid that night. It was shall we say the.