She thenpointed one finger at me and said my name and then she held up twofingers and said Billy's name. She kept saying something that soundedlike el...ben. I couldn't understand what mommy was saying when she spoketo me unless she said my name or Billy's. I was barely old enough tounderstand those words, but everything else sounded like gibberish tome. It was around that time that Billy came into the house with a couple ofhis friends. They had just ridden their bikes from gymnastics mommysaid,. When she sits down next to my two tables cross our eyes and I see her beautiful blue eyes.I like it orders a latte with lots of foam. I look at them as they slowly begin to drink and then with frantic gesture licking the foam from his lips. I feel like my pussy gets wet slowly and I always excited. After performing this ritual to the last sip she gives me a mysterious look with swinging hips and goes to the toilet, driven by curiosity I follow her slowly.As I enter the bathroom, she leans. I soaped my hands and washed the pipe cleaner and then washed down her legs, from her pussy to her feet. After a good rinse, I inspected my work and gave her sparse blonde pubic patch my kiss of approval before spreading her lips.“Good morning my babies. I am going to spend the whole day giving special attention to your mother and sisters and you. I hope that you feel how much I love you and that you know how much your mother and sisters love you as well.”I finished with a kiss to her vagina,. We retrieved my luggage and headed for the hotel. My very own Scottish tour guide, how the heck did I get so lucky! After checking in at the hotel, Kirk and I went shopping. I needed to buy my very own kilt, after all. After a few hours of shopping, we went back to the hotel and got cleaned up and ready for a night out at the pub. I took a few minutes to check my post on Lush and was pleasantly surprised that a bunch of my friends would be joining me for the evening. Kirk and I made our way.