He's filling me with his cum... oh yes," Ellen gasped before disconnecting.*I heard the lawnmower just after ten and ventured outside. Brian was cutti...ng the grass in the backyard and I spied Ellen on the deck, watering the flower baskets that hung on the back wall of the house.I went over and rang the doorbell. Ellen opened the door and gave me a big smile."Well, hello there," she purred. "What can I do for you?" Blow me while Brian watches," I replied."What?"I walked past her and went out to. “Miss Judith has sent a little note with them. I’ll read it.”Quentin first glanced through the letter, then began to read it aloud:I am sure both Julia and Melissa will have many happy memories of Ahmed and Jason. What girl who loves the feel of a big, black cock up her wouldn’t? And I know both the girls love that feeling! I have seen them wriggling away too often, while they were being solidly fucked, not to know that.So, in order that neither of the girls feels deprived, I have had these. It took several attempts to get me to quit stepping on her feet and turning her as she wanted. Actually, many attempts. Finally, it starts to become smooth and I stop thinking about the dance steps and more about her. Even as my sister, she looks cute, watching her concentrate on her moves. She starts humming notes to a song as we dance. Now more confident, she adds extra steps and a spin. One hand on the small of her back and the other in her hand, we start swaying more as she hums. She comes. "Yeah," I nodded. "He told me to stay with you guys. Not to come home." Really? He said that?" Mark sounded as surprised as I'd been. "I can't even imagine that." Me neither," I actually smiled. "But he said he'd rather have me safe with you for a week or two than see me spending even just one night in jail." I figured he'd want us to come back just so he could kill me!" Mark laughed too."Well, yeah. He wants to kill you guys too," I rolled my eyes. "No, I mean, sorta ... He's my dad. He knows.