Jean his cousin tried her hardest to get his attention, but Tony regarded her more like a sister. As far as he was concerned she was a good mate, and ...ood fun, but no romantic thoughts ever occurred to him as far as Jean was concerned. Much to her secret regret. He was the man she wanted and she was prepared to wait if necessary.Tony was bilingual and could easily pass as a natural German. One factor that had eluded his records, was that he was also fluent in French, and had a good working. Julie had a jar in one hand, and it's cap, in the other. They approached him, and Toni dipped two fingers in the jar. With the other hand she shucked down his shorts, and held his prick, while she carefully rubbed on the salve. When she was done, she raised his shorts, laughed a quick laugh, took the jar from her sister, and handed it to him."You keep it in here, Sean. You will need it again. Now finish dressing, and we'll see you, in the kitchen."Julie picked up their gowns, and followed her. She wore shorts and a simple, button-down summer blouse with short sleeves. Her long legs were bare, her blonde hair loose around her face. As she turned, she put her hand between her thighs and pushed it against the mound of her cunt. Just that diffused pressure made her pussy tingle."Why won't somebody fuck me? Daddy, why won't you fuck me?"Lying on her side, she humped her hand, bouncing her pussy mound against it. Even through her shorts and panties, she could feel the contours of her cunt. My vantage point gave me a heavenly view of the plunging neckline, exposing the top of your cleavage. I could tell you had spent time pampering yourself, making yourself so deliciously edible that no man could ever resist. The buzz of your cell met with a growl from the librarian, your humble apology just loud enough for me to hear. I watch as you flick open your cell, followed by your glance around the library until your eyes fell upon the location. Once more the echo of your every step.