I couldnt see them but I could hear everything they were talking about. He said, I see you have a nice little cameltoe. Cameltoe?, she repeated puzzle.... I was thinking the same thing. What the heck is he talking about, I wondered. I dont know what you mean? Cameltoe?. And I guess she thought it was funny and she started to laugh. He said, thats whats its called when a girl wears tight pants like you are and you can see her pussy through her pants. Oh is that what you call it, she said. Muriel had not been there the day I met Ninay and that had never been discussed with her. Each evening at the dinner table sat her mother, my wife, Krissell, also an adult and clearly my mistress, Ann, also an adult and also a mistress and then the two of them, Ninay and Muriel. The three older ones had been my sexual partners from our time in the Philippines. There had been no additions once we got to the States. Muriel was accustomed to those matters, she just accepted as life, my connections. ” She closed the gap between her bald mound and his lips. “Here, get your last taste of Faith the Virgin, next time you lick me I’ll be a woman, full of your cum.”She was driving him crazy with her teasing. She was definitely Muffy’s protégé in the sexy talking league. He grabbed a perfect hemisphere of butt cheek in each hand and clamped his lips on her succulent little morsel. She was soaking wet, her juices dappling her lips like dew on a rose. She moved her hips, chasing his tongue with her. She always did have such red lips…even without the make-up that she insisted was mandatory. But she used to be quite small and awkward. Almost sickly thin as I remember, she definitely wasn’t the prettiest girl in school. But she always had some athlete or another as a boyfriend. After 5 years she had finally filled out. She really was beautiful now. Not a single ounce of awkwardness was left either. Her breasts were full and supple and she no longer looked like a toothpick. Her hair was longer.