Does she have a really perverted kink?”“What happens in the Cleaning Manager’s office stays in the Cleaning Manager’s office.”“I’ll find...out eventually, one way or another,” she pouted.“If Penelope chooses to tell you what happened, that’s her choice.”Then dinner was ready: roast chicken and vegetables. It was delicious; Claire was a fine cook. And the prosecco went down well, although I drank sparingly since I didn’t intend to stay the night.When the wine bottle was empty and all the debris. Right?"Marcie shrugged, her cheeks flushed--with anger, embarrassment or excitement, she wasn't sure which. "Maybe."She leaned back against the red lounge chair, staring at the blue pool in front of her. A light breeze was making the water ripple. Shading her eyes, she stared at the brown rolling hills that surrounded the relatively flat land of her uncle's ranch. It was so peaceful around here. No one would have guessed how she'd been fucking so wildly.Marcie pressed her shoulders against the. Instead of my eyes being closed however, I was looking straight at her tits, her nipples still jutting through the taut fabric of her t-shirt. It didn’t take her more than a few seconds to notice. “oh my God, Shakeel are you thinking of ME??” I was beyond any reprimands now. “baji I want to see you naked… I want to see your breasts baji please?” She was putting on a good show for me so far, but in a second she gave up and I got to see my real slut of a sister. Her face transformed into a smile. I slipped a finger inside her panties, and found her clit swollen and already soaked. I touched it feather-softly, then began rubbing it gently as she bucked her hips against me. Her nipple was in my mouth, her eyes were closed as she gave herself over to the first of her orgasms. Katie had not had any fingers but her own touching her sex for so long that she came almost immediately, with warm sticky cum flowing out of her vagina.I moved out from underneath her and laid her on her back, then.