Drunkenly and rather stupidly, I lifted my skirt, showing just how nude I was, 'Take a look', I said, 'Thats as near as you will get', I continued, as...Ulrika emerged, looking first at me, then him, me with my skirt up and showing my pussy and him with his cock hard again, 'You two gonna fuck', she asked and continued to push past me, as I said. 'No fucking way', dropped my skirt and followed after her, as she waved down a taxi, and we went back to her house.We never spoke until we arrived at. Finally, he raised his head so that he could take a good look at the hairless pussy and then ever so slowly lowered his face until his tongue slipped through her slit.“Oh yessssssss,” she hissed and spread her legs wider if that was possible.He felt her hands on his head, guiding him to where she wanted or needed the most attention. He licked, sucked and nibbled her wet lips and juicy folds as he felt her fingers tightening in his hair.“Oh, oh, oh, yessssssss!” she groaned as her body tensed as. " Humph, take care of yourself, huh. How?" My art."That made him laugh.Grace said, "What is your annual income, Uncle Sam?" That's none of your business," he grumbled."Brent will make over $200,000 this year with his art."Aunt Gloria gasped, and she wasn't alone. Shocked faces stared at me."Which I won't share with you, Uncle Sam," I said to put a stop to the look of greed I noticed creeping onto my uncle's face. I could have been wrong. I didn't care."Nor will you get a share of the proceeds. She was dressed in black saree and matching (showing off her large, rounded tits) and which clung to her large round ass beautifully. To complete it all she had a pair of black high heels on. Lovely we started chatting along, no about much, of anything it was shop talk, but the drinks kept coming and I started to feel more confident and relaxed. I sat close to her and slowly more and more eye contact was being made between us. I could feel myself getting excited by possibilities I could only.