I gently suck it into my mouth, and suck on it, running my tongue all along it like I did his cock. He watches me intently and smiles as I do this. He...pulls it out of my mouth and leans down and kisses me deeply. Placing himself at the opening of my pussy, he whispers that he will be gentle, and that he loves me so much. He leans down and begins to kiss my neck again as he enters me, inching deeper and deeper and as he reaches as deep as he can go he bites my neck and makes me moan loudly.He. “How many times does Sir wish?” Cynthia cheekily smiled, her fingers crossing that he wouldn’t take offence at her slightly irreverent comment. “Just the once will do,” Mr Kellerman smiled softly as he watched cream seep from between her split folds. Growling he dove between her thighs once more, his lips wrapped around her sex, sucking softly and rolling her clit between his teeth, tongue flicking softly and curling around the swollen pearl. Cynthia lost control, her hips bucked, back. The following is my fictional interpretation of events.The parent's host had no doubt that the girls would be well broken into by the time they got back. They most certainly would! Two pretty girls, 14 and 12, with three Africans who knew there would be no recriminations! I can imagine their arriving at a suitable remote campsite. Tired, exhausted, and suffering a bit of jet lag but also excited.Away from their parents, with easy going Africans, eager for all that was new. Barbara, the. I reached their house and exchanged a few pleasantries.Someone was sleeping in one of the bedrooms and to my horror, it was Shilpa aunty. I asked them what she was doing here. Grandma replied that they had come home in the morning. Uncle had work in someplace nearby and had left her here till evening.She was not well, so she took some tablets and was sleeping. I was scared out of my skin looking at her but I had no choice. They left and I was alone with Shilpa aunty in the house. She got up.