Both cocks stirred at the sight and waft of feminine scent which accompanied it.'Mr Monroe and I are off to Santa Catalina, for a little ... errr, rel...xation.' She pointed to the figure by the hangar, and both pairs of eyes squinted briefly at the distant figure, before returning to the more pleasing vision before them. One of them leered at her hips and legs.'Yup, that's Monroe all right... 'spect he's kinda anxious to get there; I can see why.' The two leered at the shapely arse wiggling away. I ask, “why?” She says, “It’s a common procedure with women traveling alone from the islands to ensure that they're not smuggling drugs in as a mule.” I obey and take off my skirt and top. I am braless and all that remains are my black lace panties and my black 3 inch wedges. She instructs me to take off my panties as well. She approaches me and lifts up my breasts and examines them. I begin to realize what she really wants. She tells me to turn around and bend over the single table in the. “No... no I don’t.” Elly lied. It was all over her face.“Everyone does, Elly,” I reasoned.“I don’t,” she folded her arms, staying true. I knew for a fact she was lying, though. Me and mom rotate doing the washing around the house, and there’s not a time goes by that at least one of Elly’s undies is wet or stained with cum and pungent of it. “And you shouldn’t be doing that to mom’s stuff. That’s like incest.”Intrigue struck me. “Incest”. She knew that word. Elly was only ten years old and she. “And that's really bad publicity for his school too.”“Yeah, dude's gotta discipline that girl,” the other shot back.“Oh, I'd so do that for him! Did you see her titties? They're massive!”“Yeah, I'd love to have her schluck my schlong while it's firmly locked between those melons and schpritz my schmear all over them.”“Or on her face while she's on her knees to receive the punishment for being a naughty girl.”Both of them burst in laughter.Lennard was fuming when he heard how they were talking.