"Okay, my turn!" I said, pushing her back onto the bed. Becky giggled, falling backward and spreading her legs apart revealing a glistening wet pussy....I slid between her legs and into heaven. Her sweet, wet, young slit was dripping with her nectar and my tongue slid slowly the length of her. Her hands ran through my hair and her hips gently rocked as I explored her swollen lips and her sensitive little clit."Oh, fuck Dan! Yeah, that's it! Oh, you don't know how long I've wanted you to do this. My sister was not at home as she had gone with my niece for summer vacations to my mother’s home. I was alone at home. I called my sisters home and got my jijaji. Luckily, he was at home and I told him that no one was at home and it was the right time for both of us to meet. From his voice, I understood that he was as excited as me. He decided to skip work that day. It all started after my sister’s marriage. My Jijaji was a handsome and well built man. He was extremely jovial and educated. I. My eyes slid down your body, examining every last inch of you."Now what have I told you about having too much clothing on." you say. I give no answer I just slide out of my shorts and lay beside you.The warmth of the summer's day caresses our bodies as my fingers gently caress your skin. Slowly sliding down your body, brushing over your nipples, they harden even further. Then down over your stomach, down towards your legs, they part, but I don't touch you. A slight moan of disappointment. I’ll set it to be triggered by movement.” The next morning John Freeman checked his drawer and found all his biscuits accounted for and no cam recording registered. It made him suspect Arthur from ‘Security’ of being the culprit. As there had been no biscuit theft, and Arthur had been in the know about the spare camera…? Well, he would pull his leg about it sometime. The following day, however, biscuits had been scoffed. Not only were biscuits missing, but there was a cam recording registered.