Olu placed his napkin in his lap, clearing his throat as he looked at Henriette. He had a look of mystery on his face, I stared at him as he watched h...r, wondering what he was thinking. ‘Excuse me,’ Olu stood, carefully placing his napkin on his plate. ‘Tired, Olu?’ Dad asked. ‘No, I have to get back to work.’ I thought of leaving with Olu, because I could tell that Dad and Henriette were about to get into a long argument, but I didn’t want to be too obvious. ‘Liv,’ Dad must have been reading. By now he had put his hand inside her shalwar. I could only see his hand shaking. His cock was still getting a rub from her. She now bent and took it in her mouth. He was fondling her hair. Then he looked up and saw me in the rear view mirror. A knowing smile came on his face but he did not say anything. I was completely wet by now and actively rubbing my cunt. But before I could orgasm my cousin suddenly said, chalo, let us go it is getting late. It was clear that while I was busy fingering. "I thought that you might like to test it so that we can consider selling it in your shop."Chachi looked at the packet and failed to recognise that Oskar had made the business decision for her. "Here, sprinkle a little on that delicious looking pudding. See what you think."She took the packet from him, opened the flap and took a sniff. Her head jerked back in pleasant surprise when she inhaled the sweet smell and stiffled a cough before saying, "Mmm, that smells, erm, interesting. Like nothing. Rebecca was straddling me, her legs obscenely spread like the girl riding Peter. As the camera zoomed in on their sex, you could see her clit prominently displayed, and Peter’s hard cock covered in her juices churning inside her pussy. Now I am talking to Rebecca as we watch. “Do you see how wet she is?” A moan was her reply. As Peter’s cock slips out of her pussy, you can see he has left her pussy hole stretched open. “Look at her, look at how big her clit is and how open she is after that big.