With myself in the middle, Aziza slowly leaned over to Carly and used her other hand to gently caress her face. Watching her, I could see any hesitanc...e slipping away. When she let go and started kissing Aziza, my cock surged upwards in arousal. It was one of the biggest turn-ons of my life. Their kissing intensified as Aziza pulled my cock out and began masturbating me with absent-minded strokes. I sat up to pull off my shorts and Carly pulled away from Aziza to take me in her mouth. While she. " I said. “Great! We wanted to go out this weekend, can you watch JJ this Saturday evening?” she asked. “Yes,” I replied. “Okay. Give me your name, address and phone number; I will call on Saturday, confirming, then come pick you up,” she said. About 5:00 PM Saturday, Kay called, saying, “Amy - are you still interested in watching our son, JJ?” “Yes, I most definitely am.” “Okay, I’ll have Jon come pick you up.” About fifteen minutes later, I heard his car pull up and stop in front of my house.. "I don't know," I told her. I didn't know. What the hell do you do with a 17-year-old orphan who doesn't speak English?"Perhaps I could find work?" she said."Without English, you will have trouble finding work here. Maybe in a sweatshop somewhere, working for someone who hires illegals." Well. I will do what I must." I will take you to see my friends, Earl and Carol Turner," I said. "I will ask them what they think you should do. But they have no Spanish. You will need to speak to them in. “If you don’t I am going to Mom and Dad with the facts.” With great reluctance her tanned legs began a slow but deliberate expansion. “Wider please, I want to see for myself.” The air in the room was strong with the scent of sex, pussy, and sperm. I breathed in deeply several times enjoying the aroma before coming back to my senses. There I stood the guardian of my sister or the pervert she accused me of, either way I stood there gawking at the sight I had never dreamed about. Starting at her.