” "Who was this Giovanni somebody?" I asked. "Giovanni Moretti. Again wait, please." The guy went back to the cabinet and returned with another file... "Here are the vendors for 1934. In alphabetical order. Let's see..." He rubbed his chin as his index finger traced down the pages. "Here we have it! Moretti G. Art dealer. Campo Marzio. That is all." “Thank you, Mr Cavatorre, you have been immensely helpful. Could we have a copy of the ledger, please?” I asked. “By all means.” He took a copy and. I wanted go inside to breath her lingering aroma, when suddenly I heard rustling of the curatians behind. I turned around startled, still on my all fours, since I had crawled to my peeping point. It was the lady of the house. So we have a peeping tom here, she whispered. I did not know how to react, I was caught peeping at her piddling niece and I had my cock raging hard as a witness to the whole episode. She gestured me to get up, and naked as I was, I stood. By now the reality had dawned on. Wow!As I studied it closer for some strange reason I was turned on by it, perhaps it was the size and shape of it or maybe it was the thought that my mom masturbated with it. But I couldn't resist putting the tip of it in my mouth to taste it.I wished it would be flavored with ma's pussy. But no! It was very smooth feeling on my tongue and tasted like rubber should, almost chalky and bitter. I licked it up and down slowly making sure to cover the entire length secretly hoping ma would do the. She giggled and said, "My brother's seen my boobs. I don't care if Paul sees yours or if Kevin sees mine. I think it would be cool." I don't know. I think I'd rather wait until I'm sure Kevin wants me." Honey, I'll give you odds he does. You don't think he was thinking of anything else last night, do you?" I don't know that he was thinking about me."Sandy giggled. "Well, who were you thinking about when you played with your pussy last night?"I gasped and blushed. Sandy laughed and poked me in.