You cross and uncross your legs in your short skirt and can feel the stickiness as one thigh rubs against the other. You also feel the coolness of a s...ft breeze on your panty-clad pussy.Your mind continues to playback the scene. You are savoring the feeling of his thick cock sliding into you now. This cock that you know so well. Every curve. Every seam. Each freckle and vein tracing down his shaft. You can draw it from memory if you have to. You know exactly how it feels between your lips as. “This is Doctor Evilia’s pen.”Coming out from behind the desk she walked up to him and said. “I’m telling you I am Doctor Evilia. I used the pen to make myself young again.”Matt felt the joke was starting to get a little silly and said. “The pen that changes everything right.” His voice dripped with sarcasm as he looked at the girl like she was pulling his leg.“No, it’s true go ahead try it.” She said with a cocky smile.Matt looked at her and figured he new how to make her see how silly she was. "Then he smiled before continuing, "The papers you brought transferring ownership of the Blanchart plantation, though interesting, are not in actuality needed in this case. You see, Mr. Denkton, as the sea log clearly shows Lucian Blanchart having participated in piracy and by the civil institutions of nations, ships or goods taken from pirates become the property of those who retake them. Piracy is every where pursued and punished with death, and pirates can gain no rights by conquest. It is. There was no denying that my lustful cock was still buried in her pussy, but the kisses we were exchanging were bordering on those a man and woman shared when they were falling in love. Of course I loved this girl because she was my niece and she loved me because I was her uncle. But, God forgive us, our impassion kisses belied familial affection and passed over into the forbidden territory of worshiping adoration! Denial was impossible. As incredible as it was, I was falling in love with.