.. where did my naughty sister find you?"."Oh shit..." I thought. I pondered if I should be truthful or make up some lie. My silence must have said a ...ot to Valerie."Oh my god ... you're one of her students" she commented in amazement.I nodded as I looked down to the floor. Looking down maybe wasn't a great idea because at that moment she decided to fall to her knees and attack my shorts. There was no belt to undo this time - the shorts had an elastic band. She hooked her fingers into the. "Carlos, can you hear me?" Jazz?" But it wasn't her voice. It was another voice, strangely familiar."No, sweetheart. Not Jazz. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."I heard sobbing. Then more silence.Something was touching my hand. It was warm and soft. It was a hand, a female hand. But it wasn't Jazz's hand. It was someone else. I had the sense that the hand had been there for a long time. But I didn't know how long that was.I heard more sobbing. Then more silence. Then more sobbing. But always the hand. He held her head as he plunged a little more into her waiting mouth. Once he was fully hard, he guided her to a cushioned table in the middle of the pavilion. He laid her down and then moved his mouth to her waiting sex. As he lapped her wet pussy with his thick native tongue, she reached the first of many climaxes. Once he had serviced her this way, he mounted her and gently placed his black cock head at the opening of her vagina. He moved his penis up and down her slit until she was begging. She felt his other hand spread across the small of his back and his fingers, now plunged deep into her, begin to curve forward and massage her g-spot. Before she could prepare herself, waves of pleasure swept through her body, she wrapped herself around him, paralysed, and her pussy gushed with her come. The feeling of her release had his cock throbbing inside his pants, eager to be let out. Once she stood, he quickly pushed his pants to his ankles. He watched her wiggle her hips and let her.