We couldn't keep our hands off of each other. At one point she told me if I didn't quit playing with her ass and pussy through her jeans she would loo... like she pissed herself she'd be so wet. Finally the day was drawing to a close and we headed to our club house.When we got there it was already dark and G-Man was waiting in the parking lot in his car. He damn near ran across the parking lot toward us, asking before he even got near us how the day had went. I could tell he was excited and a. She turned her head away trying to will the whole experience away. She was revolted and also concerned that the man on top wasn’t using any condoms, and while she had an implant to stop conception, it was still about the grossest violation of her she could imagine.It was mostly done in silence, the man huffing and puffing on top of her, thrusting in and out until his face started contorting, and finally, he came.Her climbed off, nodding at one of the other men, and April realized it was not. ”He was right, of course. But there were limits.“I’m your aunt, Billy. I don’t want to see it.”“No?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “So why do you leave the door open when you’re getting dressed? You know I’m in the house. You know I can see.”“I don’t,” she gasped, aghast. “Oh, God, don’t tell me you’ve been looking.”“I’ve been looking.” Then, after a pause, his hand still slowly gliding up-and-down: “I’ve been in your room when you’ve been out. I’ve seen your toys.”She boggled at him, mouth. Maybe heactually was, he thought. 'He' was actually a totally inappropriatedescription of this little Asian cutie. She leaned in towards the mirrorand blew herself a kiss from her soft, pillowy lips, giggling andthrusting her hips to the side the way she'd seen girls do. She turnedaround to study her back, being delighted to discover there was novisual clue of the hidden zipper nestled inside her warm skin. She trulywas this beauty to any but the most thorough inspection, and shesuddenly had an.