"Hola," Bianca said in Spanish."Hello, am I speaking to the beautiful Marquesa Bianca?" I asked."This is Bianca, is that you Michael?" she asked."Yes ...it is," I replied. "Are you back home from your cruise?" Yes, we returned Thursday and put Rachel and her mother on a flight back to the US yesterday evening," Bianca replied. "Where are you now?" Oh, sitting in a plane at the airport in Leon," I said."You're here?" she asked. "What are you doing here?" A couple of friends and I are heading to. “Lets just relax now and bask in our discovery of each other. Now lets clear the table and sit awhile outside in the moonlight with our glass of red and plan some decadence”We did as planned and both of us removed our remaining clothing and walked hand in hand outside into the cool tropical air. We squeezed onto a sun chair and I had to start feeling her massive boobs. I asked if they were comfortable and she explained “ I’ve lived with them all my life. I know I should have had them reduced. Maria moved her gaze from Ms. Alsover's face to the naked boy standing in front of her. He had the skinny, smooth body of a k** that spent more time indoors playing video games than on the field playing football. Then, she noticed the boy's massive hooded erection, rising from a mature patch of pubic hair. Somehow, the large manly penis seemed out of place on the boy's gangly body.But none of that mattered to Maria. "Oh Timothy!" she said, her eyes still fixed on his towering shaft, "Plow me!". You’re a beautiful young woman and he’s noticing it. If you sat on his lap now, he might take that as permission.”“Permission to what?”“Touch you in ways you might not want him to. He’s a man and you’re becoming a beautiful woman. I’m not sure he could resist you if you sat on his lap now.”“I won’t,” she said.“I’m not telling you what to, or not to do, Emily,” I said, standing back up. “I’ve done my job again and informed you. I can’t watch over you twenty-four hours a day, so if you did, for.