Even as Jayne reappeared, he continued to stroke as she lay alongside him, lapping at the small splashes before kissing him. "Keep going sweetie," she...whispered as she looked at the photo he had chosen. Her fingers running through the thicker mass around his crotch, she licked them over and over."Did you have a good time in there?" Nick asked as another splash of cum landed on Jayne's left breast."Hmmm," Jayne sighed as her hand joined his down below. "Doesn't beat the real thing though, does. “Come on” I said. As she climbed into the hammock, my cock came out of my boxers and became semi-erect. “Don't get any ideas, old man cause we're cousins, and I'm married anyway” Brenda said and she squirmed into the hammock,placing her back into my stomach so that we were spooning.I placed my arms around her, taking care to not touch her breasts, which were still covered with her nightgown. But her gown had moved up past her panties, and my cock was now pressed against her ass split and it. “I’d like to fill you in later anyway.” Em smiled. “I think you should Ambrose. I adore being fucked by you.” They looked at each other across the table. Then Ambrose began his story. “Her name is Phueng. It means bee,” he said. Then he laughed. “She certainly gave me a buzz. I met her at some drinks the first night I was there. She was there with her husband, he’s European. He does something in transport.” Ambrose paused again and refilled their wine glasses. “The moment I saw her I knew. She kissed me on the cheek and then grabbed her Winter coat. We said goodbye to her dad and as usual he reminded us that her curfew was 10:00pm and I promised to have her home before then. We got into the car and I pulled out of the driveway.“I was thinking we’d go to an Italian place over on Beechmont, if that’s OK,” I said. “Otherwise, I know of a Chinese place close to there as well.”“Italian is fine.”“Your dad was giving me the third degree about church. I’m curious about what you’ve told.