Concita looked me up and down and cheekily gave a low whistle ofappreciation."Mistress Saffie has asked me to remind you that she is expecting you toa...tend for a special Christmas, er, social gathering," she said,fighting to keep a straight face.I chuckled and fought back the urge to push her out of the way and racedown the corridor. I should have been suspicious for she was wearingnothing but a short white silk kimono. Instead I just thanked her andindicated that she should lead the way. . She made two more drinks and carried her's into her bedroom. I began to open my tools when I noticed that her bedroom door was slightly ajarat the end of the hallway. It was too good to pass up so I went down the hallway to take a peek. When I looked in the doorway I was slightly disappointed to see that her dress was already on and she was pulling her black pantyhose up around her waist. It was a good sight but less than I had hoped for. The satin black shoes she was wearing made her look real. If you would have just placed it inside of me… Oh, God! She again began grinding her hips. “Please, it can not possible get any wetter. I need you inside me.” She pulled her foot toward herself and collected her bearings and mounted me again. She held my dick against her swollen lips and placed it right at her opening. “I’m going to count to three and on my one push toward me.” “I don’t want to hurt you.” “Three….Two…,” Helena exhaled. “One.” With that she pressed her opening toward. As her small pert tits came into view George gave a groan and slowly wanked his straining cock.“Mind you, don't make that trouser snake spit, uncle,” Rosie laughed as she undid the belt of her skirt and stepped out of it.Rosie knew just how to press a man's buttons, and moving closer to her uncle pulled her white panties tighter into her puffy pussy lips. She seductively ran a finger up and down the camel-toe, pushing against the thin material.“Oh God, Rosie, I want you, I want to fuck your.