“But your English is so very good, Lupe,” I told her, as she finally let go of my bicep.“Ah, thank you, Jack. Yes, I worked for an American comp...ny in Bogota during my twenties, so of course, we needed good English there,” Lupe replied.“Maybe we’ll take the kid along whenever they have the next one of those talent contests in town,” Uncle Gerry suggested, “They always got plenty of young women there.”Lupe got up from the table and began clearing away the plates. I got another eyeful down her. "She is well asleep now, can you see up her skirt there Martin"."No her legs aren't far enough apart"."Why dont you move them a bit".Joanne can hear all this and almost involuntarily she moves her legs just a bit wider, she can't believe that she is doing this, but she feels as if it an out of body experience and it isn't her doing this." I can see them now, they are red lace, you can see the outline of her slit, bloody hell it looks so fucking sexy, come and have a look Graham".Graham climbs. She moaned against his cock as it began to move in her mouth, with the new motions from his hips. Then he attacked her clit with such fervor her whole body tensed with delight and arched, her breathing was coming in ragged breaths, and yet she refused to let go of his cock again. She moaned and gasped against the piece of flesh as she continued to pleasure him, knowing that her climax was happening now, and she knew in a moment she would find her release. His growls were only turning her on. “I said he carried ya up here, didn’t I?” Aunt Mattie laughed in her raspy voice. “I ain’t gonna say anything about it. You kids havta get into these messes or you’ll never learn nothin’ by ‘em. You learn yourself yer lesson?”Emily bowed her head and nodded obediently, not daring to raise it until Aunt Mattie’d left, closing the door behind her. What the fuck’s even fucking worse? Everyone else knowing, or Brian knowing? Fuuuck!• • •“Emily!” Brian still sounded groggy, even after being one of.