”“I was three!” Amanda smirked.“Yeah, yeah, rub it in. Someday you’ll be old, too!”“Is it OK to ask how old you are?”“I’ll turn 31... in April.”“Nah, you aren’t old yet!” she giggled.“Thanks, I think!” I laughed. “See you on Monday morning?”“You bet!”As she walked out of the kitchen, Pia walked in to help make dinner.“Ready to go home?” I asked.“I think Marta is ready to stay with Jesse,” she laughed. “I suppose it runs in the family!”“She’s lucky Jesse and Francesca are sort of on the outs at the. .. nearly twenty-seven ... she wasn't sure if she ever wanted to get married; and she wasn't particularly maternal, although she loved her sister's kids to bits! She looked at her alarm clock: ... perhaps just another hour!The next time she woke up, David was standing looking out of the bedroom window: this time she was able to study his broad back, firm buttocks, and strong thighs. Nice!"Have you been awake long, David?" No, not very! I didn't disturb you, did I!" No, I woke up earlier, but I. I noticed the small window looking out to see my bike locked up, also giving a view if anyone was coming in.I sat down and had a quick look through the porn mag, which got my cock stirring, imagining I was the women in the pictures dressed in the sexy outfits. After five to ten minutes I left the mag on the floor and went back into the main block and stood at the trough. I Was just about to pull the stockings up my legs and have a wank when I looked outside, I seen a transit van pull up. My. You can play with it until the college starts.” I was in seventh heaven. I hugged her and told her to thank you and told her to sit on the chair in some corner.So I took a pencil because I was a fan of those stick bun so I made her sit in a chair told her not to move for 15 minutes went behind her and put the pencil in her bun. Her hair fragrance was mesmerizing. It was her Tresemme shampoo, fuck it was the best smell.I’m not kidding her bun was palm size so coz of the smell for few 2-3 minutes.