As I said, I’m not a jazz lover, but that mournful sound seemed to soothe my soul.Eventually, the trumpet faded away to be replaced by a more upbeat...and funkier number and then I heard her…“Hi, welcome to my new show. I’m Marlene Van den Broeck and I’ll be with you until ten o’clock.”Fuck, despite my better instincts I was enjoying the music but worse I was waiting just to her voice again.Marley was chatting, explaining how she had moved from Brussels, what kind of music she would be playing. I exploded into her mouth as I had before and Hazel stared up at me. "You naughty boy" she said sticking her cum coated tongue out at both me and Nat. Her tongue went back inside. The third time she had done that to me and no fuck."Yummy ! Thanks Steve needed protein ! Your turn next Nat but lets have a bit of a break ...give Steve a rest ..could be a long day"."Right ! Stay naked if you wish and back outside on the beds and lets get some more sun" Hazel said as she walked into the kitchen for. He’s just a pervert. I assume that seeing him with his dick half-erect in his hand was supposed to make me get all hot and bothered – not.She became conscious of her fatigues rubbing against her nipples, and realized that thinking of Morales had caused them to be aroused, which, in turn, caused them to extend and, therefore, gave the material even more of a chance to rub against them. The problem was that the rubbing was making them even more sensitive, and that stirred her pussy as it prepared. I loved how her whole body shivered with anticipation; her pussy lips already swollen and flush with excitement. In that quiet moment, the sound of the garage door opening was plain to hear. Mom's eyes went wide with panic. "Someone's here! Your father! Untie me, hurry!" "Relax," I said more calmly that I thought I was capable of. "I'll take care of it." I walked out of the room, leaving her in a state of near terror. She may have been able to hear our voices downstairs, but probably not what.