Well-mannered little boys; the kindof boys I wanted to have after the wedding. I remembered being therewhen they were born. I remembered giving them t...eir first baseballmitts and taking them to their first big-league baseball game. Iremembered cheering the college baseball team, doing headstands andsplits in my cute little pleated skirt and feeling my breasts bounceunder my cheer squad sweater. Mitts and breasts? What the hell am I?What happened?I almost never phoned home from a sales trip --. Wow, what a view, perfectly waxed pussy glistening with her juice thanks to all that foreplay. She looked down at me and asked, “do you like it”. I didn’t say a word and started to suck that fine clitoris and wow that taste only if I could describe it in words. I started to finger her while I was sucking her clit and all I could hear was her moan with fragments of words “ahh oh.. My ..G…. How..N..Way the….. Never felt.” (aah oh my god, how can this be possible, no way never felt this). I sucked. She corrected her glasses that had fallen askew during her vigorous effort and she slowed down alot. But she didnt stop. She just slowly kept grinding me. It felt heavenly. "If im gentle and I go slow can you handle it uncle?" She said with a smile hoping her grin would sway me. And that it did. Just as much as her hips grinding swaying on my crotch. I couldn't help it. She was so sweet. So innocent, sumptuous, sultry and so many other things I just couldn't help myself at this moment. "Uh.... Charity will take care of everything just enjoy it.” With that Hanna led the two back to Amanda’s room and the waiting bed for the consummation of her coming of age ceremony.From high above in the shops rafters, Patches warbled softly, telling Hanna by telepathic means: Do not worry, I will not allow anything to happen to the shop while other matters are being dealt with. Any would be thief who comes in will regret it for the short remainder of their miserable and misbegotten lives.Hanna looks.