.. different. And who are you, anyway?” Emilia asked me now.“My best friends call me ‘Frank,’ but you can call me, ‘Uncle Frank,’ okay? Ju...t like my niece, who requested your presence, you see,” I smiled as I gave those instructions to the Game of Thrones actress.“Oh, okay, so it’s for your niece. How sweet! But you’re a Yank, judging by your accent. You have a British niece?” Emilia seemed loathe to hang up with me for some reason, getting rather chummy.“That I do, ma’am. That I do. Until. They were out of reach and I felt prettytrapped, and bit nervous, but it was followed by astrange quiver in my stomach and I could feel my cockharden quickly. ‘Time for a little fun,’ she said witha seductive smile, she turned, looked at me as if tosay, Are you ready. Oh yes I thought now at last itseemed it was going to be my turn.Her smile grew as she began to kiss my stomach,reaching up, she slipped her hands under my shirt andran her nails down my side, bringing them all the. "Nik! It's morning!" Nikki stirred and slept again. Lauren crawled up onto the bed and knelt beside her, gently touching her hair. "Hey, sleepy, time to go out and play!" No! I'm dreaming. Let me finish!" It's coffee time, then beach. Come on!" Lauren shook her shoulder, turning her onto her back. Nikki opened her eyes and looked up, smiling slightly, then examined the blouse and bikini that Lauren wore, a brief glance that Lauren noticed and enjoyed. Nikki rolled over onto her stomach, resting. A large gush flowed into my mouth as my tongue licked around inside of her. I reached up with my hand and gently fondled her breasts, making her moan out with pleasure. My tongue slid up to the top of her pussy and dragged in and out as my hand pinched her nipples. In no time, she came for the third time and began to pant loudly. I looked up at her, with her juices dripping off my lips. As I moved up and kissed her, she licked off her own juices and smiled at the taste. She knew what I wanted.