Mom came to the table to tell me to finish everything my plate and went back. While mom was walking back, I saw a beautiful face looking at her from t...e sofa. Khanna Aunty was saying, “My baby, Neha, needs some advice about her hair”.My mom did beauty treatments for ladies at home in her free time- eyebrows, facials, and sometimes hair. She had converted the downstairs balcony into a room and put in a salon chair and some big mirrors. Sometimes I would help out by handing her things or cleaning. I was taking a breather and looking out the West window when I see a car approaching on the grid road. It turns into the driveway and parks by the house. A couple get out and I can see that it is Tom’s brother Harry and his wife April. They go to the front door and knock and wait. I could have shouted to them that nobody was home but I didn’t. They couldn’t see me from the angle of the barn’s window to the house and I was in the shadows anyway. Truthfully, I couldn’t stand April and I hoped. Koch and I followed them right down the stairs and gave the escaping couple a good thirty seconds to get a good head start on us until I saw them disappear safely enough into a side alley a full block away without any immediate sounds of alarm or obvious direct pursuit. When my bodyguard and I attempted to repeat this same feat we met with less fortune. We’d hardly left the rear steps of the whorehouse when from the roof above us I then immediately heard a loud whistle, and with a quick glance. What I really wanted to know was how all of that cum would feel inside me. I had to wait awhile for that because Bobby's inexperience gave him a mind numbing lack of self-confidence. Later, I would have to show him the ropes, so to speak. With his cum still on my lips, I pulled down my panties and took his hand, showing him how to pleasure me between my legs. Once his hand caressed my pussy, he soon had two fingers inside, finger-fucking me. Perhaps exploring my inner sanctum was something that.