Lillian had yet learned to read all the letters so the scribbling meant little to her as she absently worked the word ‘Negro’ across her lips. Som...how, the words Girdy and Negro had never come together in the Suthers’ house. Lillian’s mom called Girdy precious and sweet and sometimes stubborn but never Negro. As they trotted by the last boarded house on the road, Lillian turned her head around, looked up into her brother’s eyes and asked, ‘Why do the families go?’ ‘Times are hard, Lillian. I. "I'm sorry, Mark." I yelled through the door."Fuck off," she yelled back. "And call me Maria." Maria?" I mouthed silently. Maybe I shouldn't have cast that secondadjustment spell, I thought. I went back to the couch and turned on thetv, the need for sleep starting to beat the power of coffee.Thirty minutes later, I awoke with a start. Mark was standing over me,dressed in a short blue skirt and heels. He'd put on a thin layer ofmakeup and his hair was obviously done. He looked. Slowly she pressed her pussy against my shaft, both of us watching intently as she rubbed the head back and forth against her lips which separated nicely as it ran between them. I suddenly wondered about a condom but then remembered she had had a hysterectomy some years back and so relaxed as I felt the warmth of her body take me inside.I’m not sure whether she was teasing me or just adjusting her position to get comfortable, but either way the feeling and sight was wonderful as she manoeuvred. “Wow, that looks wonderful” his tongue swiped at my vagina, I could feel my juices pour freely. Jay lapped them up, making sucking sounds as he did so. I could have cum in a second, but I wanted to last, I wanted to edge myself, and hopefully him too. “take your time, they wont be back for at least a couple of hours”. Jay backed off from my pussy, I was disappointed, I wanted to cum so badly, but I was also glad I was keeping some control over both of us. “Take your clothes off” Jay was naked.