.. in 1858 that J.M. Stuart, who had accompanied Sturt in 1844, explored the country west and north-west of Lake Torrens.“Isn’t that interesting!�...� Sam remarked.“What?”“My distant relatives were here!”“You’re joking!”“No. You’ve met Rachel, my grandmother.”“Yes?”“Well, her dad is Charles Stuart Eyre, he’s Gordy’s age. And his great-grandfather was John Stuart. I know there’s a relation to Eyre, but I’m not clear on that. He had four sons.”“Wow! My husband comes of a distinguished lineage!”“Don’t. I will have to work on my game!”“Be yourself and he will love you. After all, a little lovin’ is what you’re after, right?”A couple of days passed and I finally got an email. A quick introduction and then straight to the point. A couple of dates, times and a location. “Which one works for you?” I picked one and the date was set. It was a couple of days away and that was fine by me. I used the time to make sure I was ready. I mean REALLY ready!I drove into the parking lot just before. Caroline said "This is Joanne" I said "Hello Joanne", Joanne said "It's Jo". As we were sat down drinking tea Caroline asked Jo how old she was "16" she replied, then Caroline looked at me and winked. Jo was a slim girl with long dark hair and small boobs, she was wearing a black skirt and a black top she looked like she'd been at a funeral.As we were all sat round the table, Caroline ran the back of her finger down Jo's cheek saying "You are such a pretty girl", Joanne blushed red with. And I pulled her closer to me. This time both of us knew what as in store. I pulled her by her leg and wrapped her right leg on my shoulder and I started kissing my way up to her thighs. She started moaning. “Oh baby come to me. Have me . Eat me baby wooaaaah”I wanted to tease her badly. I wanted to devour her . And I took my time to tease her.She was moaning while I started kissing her thighs. I kissed, licked and softly bit her every now and then. The musky odor was only turning me on. I slid.