Interested?” They both nodded slowly, not knowing where Aunt Jen was going with this.“Good. Linda, you go to my bathroom and take a shower. Was... and dry your hair. When you are finished, we’ll meet in my bedroom. I only want you to have a towel on. Bobby, you go to the downstairs shower and do the same. I want you both clean when we get started. Move.”They hesitated a little and moved to the showers. While they were in there, Jen went in and took their clothes, leaving only the large. ’ Well, he actually said ‘We’ll see,’ she remembered, but considered his words close enough to a promise. She knew she could whine and beg, say pretty-please, and maybe get his cock like, really, really hard before she asked him. She snaked a hand around her hip and reached downwards towards her ass-crack. Samantha pressed a dainty finger against her asshole and pushed. It didn’t go in as easily as into her wet pussy. She pulled her finger to her face, sniffed it, then licked it real good to. She was still unsure about meeting James but we eventually agreed to meet up at a local pub we knew. After all I said if you dont like him we can always walk away. We arrived a little early at the pub and st in a corner out of view of the bar but in view of the door. We had not been sitting long when in walk a black guy 6' 2" broad muscular shoulders and he spotted Suzanne straight away striding over to where we were sitting. I sat him down next to Suzanne and went and got a drink and when I. "Oh, you are an eager boy, aren't you?" she snickered as my hand, for the first time, cupped her breast, feeling its warmth and firmness.She pressed her lips to mine, slipping her tongue through to my mouth and began darting it in and out as I moved my hand down across her stomach and abdomen onto her pubic mound, my fingers seeking out the narrow opening into the wonders of her womanhood.My fingers slid up and down the slippery crease as she lifted her leg up, opening herself to my first entry.