She said ok no problem… But tell asked how you cummed on me.I replied sorry aunty I can’t say …She said if you don’t say I will tell ur mom ab... this…Ok, I replied I can’t tell and I can show you how I did.She laughed at me in a sexy way ..Ok do it she said then I took her to the room and made her like sleeping and took my cock outside.She said that means you are horny at me right?I said yes then she came near to me and started fucking my cock then we involved in deep sex…Happily, she said she. We laughed as we complimented each other, discussing where and how we had learnt how to do what we do. She was such fun and up for anything it seemed. She experimented a lot over time, to see just what she liked to do and have done to her. She was confident enough to says what she liked and when to say NO… though I wondered where NO came in!! We raised ourselves from the bunk in a passionate embrace. Scooping down lifting her up in my arms. She giggled as she laid her head on my shoulder.. "You guys are reallyserious about this Hannah Montana thing." Mom and I could only nod."Which one should I wear?" I asked Julia.She thought over the options on display, before pointing at the one Ihad worn yesterday. "I think we better use this one until your image hasbeen established. Once everyone can recognize you, we can start playingwith the other styles."A few minutes later my hair had been pinned up, the wig was on, and wewere on our way to the shops.---"I like this one," I commented. She looked at me as if no one had ever called her smart before. I asked her how she felt about the rivalry between clubs and the violence that came with the life. She told me that she had been raised by an independent rider and that she had accepted that she would be dead by 30 and that payback was a bitch and it always comes around. I said well you want to go HOME, as in her joining me at my place. She said oh yes. As we got up to go she gave a shake that let her breasts shimmy in her tee.