“Huh, what?” I asked dazed as I began to awake from my slumber. “It’s your twenty-fifth birthday, your grace,” he replied with a slight chu...kle in his voice. I sat up, placing my head against the headboard. My long, golden hair rested messily on my shoulders and my ice blue eyes stared at him. Every time Jackson woke me, he was staring at my cleavage when I sat up. He tried to do it subtly but there really was no subtle way to do it. “Well,” I asked sternly. “Oh yes, bring in the breakfast,”. Tod, standing at the foot of the stairs, looked at his wife and his sister, and shook his head, surprised at his wife's response. "I don't believe it. NO ARGUMENT? What's wrong with my Honey?" Cathy told him what she had found, and repeated about getting their Moms advise. Tod nodded in agreement. THEY would pass the final judgement. He took Betty's arm and led her upstairs to bed. Cathy, on a hunch, punched Dr. Immelmann's home phone number. He answered quickly. Cathy told him what she had. I didn't know of anywhere else to go & I didn't want to go t****zing around the shops like yesterday. I would have played football or cricket or gone for a bicycle ride into the countryside, but I was with my Great Auntie Irene who isn't the outdoors type. "The weather is a little dubious today so I suggest something indoors today, deary." I just continued starring out of the window as we drove a long. I noticed we past the turning we normally took, "The museum, deary?" came the voice infront I. She was so caught up in the scene and almost her body just pulsing with everything going on. When I fingered her arse harder, she screamed and came very hard! Her juices/cum/wetness gushed out and over the floor, my arm and her upper legs. A few of the guys bent down and licked some up to taste her, she loved that she informed me later. Anyway I then got some more juice and rubbed her arse and slide into her puckered hole. She was groaning and moaning with lust, Tool was rubbing her now soaking.