"Oh, I didn't realise you'd be here" Stan managed to regurgitate out, go break the silence. "Oh, yeah, just wondered what it was all about" said earl,...side stepping his attempt at wooing french hotties.Kath stood frozen, her pussy sporting thick, but very neat dark hairs. "Pie and mash" She blurted. "For dinner", entirely unsure if she would be able to source ingredients for such a British dish."Spot on" Stan said as he nodded, "you coming back with us then?" he added before the three walked. I was twenty years old and she was barely older than me.She was also erotically fascinated with my body; I knew it…"Have you done this before, Auntie?" I asked."Not in a long time, babe… ask your mommy…” She smiled.Her fingers caressed me with a constant, vertical motion, my pussy oozing clear, warm lube as if on command. Martha painted my labia with it, maintaining a slow and steady motion. I felt like I wanted to push my hips into her fingers, but the amount of pressure she used was perfect.. His twisted smile, the scar across his forehead, and unkempt hair gave him a slightly wild, but friendly appearance. The image slowly zoomed out so that it showed him leaning against his staff and wearing his green robes in front of an inner city backdrop that a well traveled person would recognize as part of Chicago.A look of surprise crossed his face and then he said, “Oh, it’s on. Okay. Ah ... Congratulations to the first graduating class of the Druid College. I’m sure that you’ve learned. ”“Forget it. The last owners bought it with the same idea, but found out that the nearest parking garage was three blocks away and people would walk past three different clubs before they got there. Also, they found out that the owners before them had let the place go to seed. The top three floors of the four stories are condemned. The only reason it is not torn down is because it is on the states registry of historic places. It is a money pit.”“That is why we need your expertise Sweetie.”“The.