.. but that is another story, which will be next!Our first weekend starts as peacefully as I planned - with Ai in bed with me to keep her from sinning...efore we both doze off she shows once more her sexy expertise in munching my member, my still virginIn the morning she makes me my tea and she serves it well and hot with the obligatory wake-up blow-jobIn the afternoon I take Ai, Aisha and Alex for a walk, to two adjacent traditional markets in open airTo my amazement Alex asks permission for a. The suit was now baggy on her. She was still the sameheight but noticeably thinner.Her face was now round and smooth. Her dark eyes sparkled at the change.Her black hair still was short but it now had a sexy, funky look to it.She was happy.She had been through this before but the joy never faded away.She didn't feel the need to visually examine her body. She had done thatbefore. It wasn't necessary. The "feeling" told it all.She could "feel" a pair of small but still sensitive and, dare she. His grip on my hips tightened and I moaned at the pure salaciousness of the moment. “Oh fuck! This is wrong, we shouldn’t be doing this.” My words may have been encouraging him to stop, but at the same time my hands were pulling at his head, lacing my fingers through his hair and pushing my soaked, panty covered, pussy harder against his face. His hands grabbed my hips pulling me lower, so he could spread my legs as wide as he could get them. We shared the same look of unbridled lust and. ‘Don’t move. Don’t make a sound…’ he warned, this was the second time he had deemed fit to speak to her, more orders, she could get used to that, but she wanted to see his face. Mr Saxon took a step back to admire the voice a glint of lust flashing over his eyes as he watched her in such a vulnerable position. He crouched down and starting at her ankles, smoothly he moved his hands slowly up her silky soft, pale and toned legs, his steel blue eyes drinking in each curve as he went, finally they.