‘Cathy Reno, now there’s a good match for you Jack. Her mom fucks like a rabbit but daughter is a class act.’ ‘I don’t know Cathy but her mo... now works for me.’ ‘I bet you know her mom,’ Iris smiled. ‘But if you manage to place yourself within a yard of the daughter I’d be surprised.’ ‘What does Cathy do?’ ‘Some kind of research worker at the university in marine life I belief. Here they come with big boy.’ ‘Hello Mrs Smart.’ ‘Oh Cathy please call me Iris.’ ‘Oh, how lovely Iris. This is my HOD. Although my fantasy of her with other men was growing in intensity by the day, I was terrified that she would think I was weird so I did all I could to keep it to myself and managed to do just that for about eighteen months until, that is, we went to Venice for a long weekend.On the second evening, we were there was her birthday and I had booked us a table at a famous restaurant to celebrate. Natasha looked fantastic dressed in her purple satin blouse and a black satin pencil skirt. Her blouse. I had told her I was going to pick them out before I did, so she wasn't surprised when they were included at the checkout counter. She chose to wear a clingy little mini-dress out of the store, and when we got to the truck I explained some things to her about fashion etiquette. I had her stand and pointed to the panty lines the little girl panties made on her ass under the tight fitting dress and the lines her little training bra made, too. "So if you don't want panty lines to mess up the. I didn’t even realize at the time that I had swallowed the last few loads of my uncle’s cum, since he slammed it down my young throat, but I did...Uncle Vinny cleaned me up, and asked me if I wanted to visit him more during that summer. He told me that since Aunt Audrey had passed, he was very lonely, and he would love it if I kept visiting. I was very happy to hear him say that, and when my dad picked me up that evening, I told him that I would like to visit Uncle Vinny more often that summer..