”“Listen forget why we came here. About what I asked on the phone last night you don’t need to tell me...” A thought entered my mind when I sa...d that. “Constance was never very good friends with Courtney. Yet she went over to your house yesterday and spent a lot of time there.”“Oh God.” Jessica started to cry.“My uncle Carson?” I asked. Jessica nodded. I added, “He was married at the time they lived here.”She cried even harder. When she was calm enough to speak she said, “I didn’t know that at. I went closer to him and sat on the sofa, he looked at me and slowly our lips met woah….We kissed for 10mins exchanging saliva and sucking each other’s tongue. We broke the kiss and he started to unzip his pant and brought his cock out, it was a decent 6″ with a good thickness. He slowly guided my head towards his cock; I also knelt down and started giving him a blow job. He started to moan, and abused me about me being his whore. I was getting really aroused by the bad words and started to. It is becoming so hard to play with my tits with this huge t-shirt on. As I pull it off I look back at the intoxicating scene playing out in front of me, it makes me so horny. He moves up to her mouth and is kissing her hard grinding their hips together. He has one hand on her tit and the other is down her pants doing something that makes her moan and whimper, begging for more. She pulls his shirt up and over his head and starts to kiss on his ear and lower to his jaw line, slowly, alternating. “I think so.” “I liked what I saw too. Turn around.”I put my back to him, and could feel him come close to me. I could barely see his face in the mirror, as he was directly behind me and I am somewhat tall. He reached around and felt my breast through the thin dress. My nipples hardening under his touch. “Bend down.” He said with a light shove to my upper back.I complied, leaning down, with my hands bracing myself on the edge of the sink. He bent over me and placed a small kiss on my neck. His.