Try to imagine a cross between Ella and Sarah Vaughn reborn in this girl, maybe not as perfect but damn close for an eighteen year old. I smiled and s...e slid away a bit. I touched her arm, she grinned. ‘See, it’s not so tough is it?’ ‘Get off, we have more to practice, okay lady and gentlemen, hymn number forty two, ‘It’s that ‘Ol Devil Called Love’, and threeeeafour.’ It went well. we’d found a good sound, changed a couple of numbers, switched a couple around and we had a set. I called time. What ever happened i thought I'm going to have to w**k soon otherwise ill be like a dog on heat all afternoon.After what seemed an age, she appeared and again gave me a lovely smile, made her way over to the table and gave me a little twirl, "ALL CHANGED, EXPERTS OPINION,WHAT DO YOU THINK? ", i was lost for words but managed to nod and say "LOVELY"..."LOVELY SHE REPLIED, I WAS HOPING FOR SEXY BUT NEVER MIND"!, With these words a blush appeared in my cheeks and i`m sure another pre-c*m. She looked at me and I smiled at her. She opened the mail and I put my hand on the mouse above hers, to stop her. Her hand felt soft and warm and an electric current passed through my body. While doing so my hand rubbed against her right breast and she too was in the same condition. Her breathing grew faster and she did open the mail and read it. She looked at me and said, " Uncle what is this going on? This mail! they write to you to fuck their wife? Why?" What could I say? I just rubbed my. I slid my hand down onto the silky material of her panties that covered my leaking manhood. She let her fingers wander back down her body to her pussy. My mouth was salivating as she slipped her finger in between her luscious lips. She slowly rubbed her clit, back and forth, in slow fluid movements. After a few moments she leaned back onto a small shelf giving me an even better voyeuristic view as she spread her legs further apart. I could see her pussy, all pink, wet and absolutely inviting.