"Tochukwu," I said, with a little dread. "You said our relationship wasn't going to change, and then..."I didn't get to finish as he interrupted me. "...o Sochima, don't get the wrong idea. That's not why I am asking you. We have separate rooms, and nothing but business needs to happen."I still looked unsure, as he added, "I would have asked you first anyway if I had known you were so well recovered. I nearly did, but then I thought Beluchi hadn't had a trip for a good while. Honestly, if. With the next pass across her asshole I pushed a greasy finger into her asshole."Oh god ... what are you doing?" she moaned as my other fingers teased her pussy lips and clit as my index finger fucked her ass."Do you want me to stop?" I asked hoping that the answer would be a "No"."Mmmmm ... mmmmm" was what I heard from her as she churned her hips against my fingers that were teasing her pussy and her ass. I was able to slip a finger into her pussy joining my index finger in her ass as I now. “Michael!” she shouted. “I just saw a little girl climb up into the Tree House. She looks just like Belinda, but so young. What’s going on!”Smiling to myself as I headed, two-stepping it, downstairs, “It’s only Michelle mom.”Turning the corner at the end of the stairway I met her head on. “And who is this Michelle?” She asked, arms akimbo, barely moving as I whisked past her toward the French doors and out into the backyard. I laughed and called back over my shoulder, “I’ll tell you all about. How would Angie and I enjoy our new found relationship with those eyes around. I had seen Brit when she was a flat chest little brat. So I asked Karen how old she was now. She said “she will be turning thi****n next week. I said “oh great, so much for play time here,”. Karen said we will work something out. Just give it a chance.” What the hell, may as well. The next day Jeff pulls in with brit. When we went to get the luggage, I saw a totally different girl. She had long brown hair, green eyes.