I was tossing and turning, my cock like a rock, when my young Goddess stepped into my bedroom. Fuck, she was gorgeous! She had obviously gotten her lo...ks from her mother: Wavy, shoulder-length black hair contrasted with soft, alabaster skin and big blue eyes. 36C breasts were unusually large and firm for her age, while her legs were long, silky-smooth perfection.She stood just inside the doorway, silhouetted by the faint light coming from the hallway. She wore a long t-shirt; I couldn't see if. Before Christianity and modesty were forced on us, this was our way. She would sit grandly on a large carved chair and we would approach, genuflect, greeting her in the traditional language. We may not have been able to speak more than a few words of our language, but by God we would know enough to greet, be acknowledged and present the obligatory Gin and Kola nut. Once the children had properly greeted her, we would be let loose to play. The contrast between us fully clothed in ruffled skirts. “I’ll be down in a minute,” George told her, “Just need to use the toilet. You should call for a taxi.”“Ok,” Jill sighed, “I’ll see you in the lobby, then.”Jill went to the elevator, and pushed the button, got on when it came, and took it down to the lobby. She then left the elevator and walked up to the desk. There was a very bored looking desk clerk at the counter, acting like him being present was a favor to the world in general.“Hi,” she said cheerfully, “I’m Jill from 306, could you please. ”“No, Steve is my husband,” Christy smiled, “But, as you both can tell, Greg and I are intimate together.”“We see that,” Jacob replied.My dick was getting to the point that I needed to cum.“Greg and I do sleep together; Steve knows though,” Christy smiled.“Yes, they do and often,” I smiled.The guys looked interested in our statements and I decided to take it further; my dick was aching and I was loving this.“In fact,” I said softly as I looked at Christy for approval to disclose more to Conner.