Et la s?rie recommen?ait. Sans cesse. Comme ils ne disposaient d’elle qu’une fois par mois environ, les africains se pr?paraient longuement ? cett... nuit particuli?re et Erica devait recevoir chaque fois des assauts gonfl?s par quatre semaines de frustration et d’anticipation. Erica se donnait ? chacun. Elle ?tait leur femelle, sans honte ni sans besoin de plus de contrainte, presque fi?re d?sormais en fait. Et chaque soir elle prenait par la main l’amant qu’on avait pr?vu pour elle et elle. Wearing only a Tee shirt that barely covered her ass, she opened the door to ask if she could talk, Aunty Betty said: “of course you can my dear but close the door, we don’t want to wake him up”. Caprice sat on the bed beside Aunty Betty and started to say how happy she was at being able to visit. Aunty Betty told her what a delight it was to have such a lovely visitor, before embracing her and telling her what a lovely girl she was. Caprice began to start feeling horny and kissed Aunty Betty. ‘Very well then…’ He put the papers on her desk with a little grunt. ‘As soon as you’re able please Miss Redmond.’ He left the office without further comment and Miranda settled down to work, making sure that Marcus’s was the next thing she put her attention to. She was just printing off the last of it when Peter wandered in. ‘Any sign of that file Marcus bought in to you?’ he asked her cheerfully. ‘I’ve just sent it to the printer,’ Miranda told him indicating the pages the printer was even. There's nothing wrong with you or your brother, Jen. You two are just teenagers." Mom chuckled."Probably horny teenagers at that," Aunt Sally added. "I know your mom and I were at your age. We hardly talked about anything except boys."I began to giggle. I though about what I had heard my mom and dad taking about in the pool that night. About how my aunt and mom had fooled around with the boys behind the garage and the fact that my mom was the same age I was right now.Dad came into the kitchen.