She ran her fingers across my chest and I couldn't think of a single reason why she couldn't. "Sure.. but there's only one room." The apartment was sm...ll. She didn't have a lot of things so I didn't see that being a problem. "The couch is horribly uncomfortable though." Then I'll just have to let you share the bed.."*********It only took a couple of weeks for us to get into a routine. She was out most nights and let me sleep regularly enough. The nights she wasn't out were really hard on me. The arrangement was also convenient for another reason: that way Juan and Casilda would not have to perform the activities of grupal sex which the program considered. So Casilda was one day summoned to Mrs. C?rdova?s house, where a scene was staged to facilitate the young girl?s corruption. She was received by Mrs. C?rdova herself, who greeteed her warmly, hugging and kissing her several times. Come in, we are having fun with In?s. She took her to the living room, where Casilda saw something. She had always imagined that she would be jealous of anyone else making love to her husband but figured because it was a man loving his pussy so good that she could handle it. In fact, she could more than handle it, she was incredibly turned and her hands slipped down onto her own pussy now as he watched Dave’s expert tongue tease up onto Steve’s swollen little cock. Steve’s eyes were closed and his face was flushed as pleasure washed over him, Seeing her husband this way was so incredibly hot. To a sixteen year old virgin he was like a movie star. He would regale me with tales of his exploits around the world, most of which were made up I’m sure, but to me they were magical. One day as I came in from school I had to pee real bad. I rushed to the downstairs bathroom only to find my father taking a shower after a long workout with uncle John. I rushed upstairs and into the bathroom yanked down my panties and sat down. To my horror I heard the shower turn off and out stepped my uncle.