'Fuckingggggg Hellllll Mariel', his long drawn exclamation, breathed heavily under his breath, told me he was seeing what I intended, I smiled to myse...f, looking out the window, 'Remind me to buy you sexy underwear, for your fifteenth birthday Mariel, I turned and looked across at him, bathed in sunlight, I smiled demurely, 'No need Uncle Joe, I prefer to be naked around you', then I added to his original question, 'Yes I do know some horny girls, remember, all my friends are of bleeding age,. “What you really want to do though?” I persisted. “I really want to fuck her!” he grunted. I pulled her thong off quickly and pulled his hand down to continue stroking her pussy before she could object. He pushed 2 fingers inside her and began vigorously finger fucking her, making her gasp with pleasure. Her hands moved to stop him as she knew she should, but couldn’t bring herself to stop the sensation. I took her hand and put it on his cock and she gently stroked it as she stood enjoying his. Her only real job choices were: (1) Showgirl, a job that paid real good but meant she had to give it out free to the special friends of the boss whenever she was told to do so. (2) Escort girl, which was a job that Isabella would like to forget because it caused her nothing but grief on the East Coast. (3) Model, they called it being a model, but it really meant stripping down and doing mostly oral and anal in front of a video cam. She didn't mind the job requirements; it was just hard work. About 20 mins later I heard a knock at the door, thought it must be Rob because I had the key, imagine my surprise when I opened the door to find James and Jess there with a bottle of cold champagne on a tray, I was a bit taken aback but asked them in and asked them where Rob was, Jess said that he was still at the bar finishing his drink, chatting with another guest. Jess opened the champagne and pored a glass for me, as I took it his fingers slid around mine and our eyes met and held each.