Our folks first. We knocked and yelled."Hello, mom ... dad, is anybody home?" Oh, hello you two, nice to see you. Is everything OK? Oh dear, why are y...u crying, Marty? Ray -- RAY, get in here. Something's wrong! What is it? Why are you crying, Georgie? Here you two, sit down." I came as quickly as I could Katie, what's going on? Hi kids!" Mom, we all need to sit down. We've good news and -- I don't know what to call the other news, maybe it's good. I'm not sure." Honey, Georgie ... you can tell. "You know how though, right?" Kim had a look in her eye like a kid in a candy store. She scooted forward towards me. "Yeah." I said. "Would you show us?" "Wow, I don't know. I could get in a lot of trouble." "We wouldn’t tell anyone, right Sandy?" Kim said and looked back at Sandy. I looked too. I noticed Sandy's right hand had moved to her crotch and she was idly rubbing up and down. She noticed us both staring and self-consciously stopped rubbing herself. "Yeah, sure, I wouldn't tell. Then she wrapped her right hand around the base of his penis and took him into her mouth. She quickly withdrew and he felt the humid air cooling his saliva-coated cock. Teasing him, she pumped his shaft with her hand and planted wet kisses on the head.Her uncle began to gently thrust his hips upward, trying to get her to take more of his cock in her mouth, but she continued teasing him. She was running her tongue in circles around the glans, and he groaned in pleasure. She teased him for. She like Trina was a widow. Other than that fact there was nothing. She checked out perfectly clean. Still it just didn’t sit right with me somehow. She was going to have to prove to me that she was for real.“Mrs Martindale,” I said. “It’s nice to meet you.”“You are Trina’s business partner?” she asked.“Yes, I am. What can I do for you?” I asked. She was going to have to say it.“I would like to buy some of the Marijuana like what you provided for Trina’s Christmas Party,” she said.I stopped to.