He had never seen her completely naked, and she wanted him to know that he was only doing so now because she had chosen to allow it. And she wasn’t...done with him yet.Again she slowly lowered her right hand, bringing it to rest in the mound of curly hair, massaging it, running her fingers through it. She was just beginning to allow her middle finger to travel a little further, to explore the slick wetness between her legs, when she again saw him seem to come to his senses, at least. “I beg your pardon?” Charles spluttered“I believe you heard precisely what I said,” Jayne replied, “It is well known that you far more resemble Mr Brown who once was head gardener than you do your father.”“I say, that is a bit off,” he retorted, “Casting aspersions.”“Oh come on, you’re nothing like your father,” she challenged, “He is kind and studious and you.”“I what?” he bridled.“Chase anything in a skirt,” she laughed, “Except possibly a Scotchman in a kilt.”“I say, I have conducted myself. “That was… different,” he said as he washed his hands. “And that wasn’t latin, was it.”“Greek,” she said as she leaned over and kissed him. “Ready to try again?” When he affirmed that he was, she smacked his arse and sent him on his way. He crawled onto the bed and got up on his hands and knees again. “This just won’t do,” she said as she reached down and shook his nearly limp cock.He moaned as she got down behind him an sucked his balls into her mouth one at a time. She pointed his cock. Dani suddenly said, “Let’s go down and show Danny how we used to do our dance routine.”Danny panicked! He scrambled to get out of his hiding place and get back downstairs. He just managed to sit down on the couch when the girls came in. He was breathing heavily and his dick was sticking up making a big tent in his shorts. He grabbed a pillow to put in his lap, but it was too late. The girls had seen.Dani put her hands on her hips and said, “Danny! What have you been doing? Have you been.