I listened and could hear her on the phone still, she was shouting a bit, but was speaking Spanish, so I had no idea what she was saying.I lifted her ...panties to my face – I could smell pussy, sweat and ass, I began to lick the crotch, they were still sweaty enough I could taste her.My cock was so hard it was pulsating.I decided I need to jerk. I sat on the toilet, pulled out my rock hard cock and began rubbing her panties up and down my cock’s shaft and head. It felt incredible – the thought. “I’ll be fine,” he rasped, setting her hand on the grass beside him.He grimaced as the debate raged within him: “A beautiful young woman who clearly wants you.” “But she will laugh and run away if she sees what is in my pants.” “She owes you; she won’t laugh.” “I can’t take that chance.”“We should get some sleep while it’s safe,” he continued, fear of embarrassment winning out.Her doe-like eyes batted quickly in surprise, but in a heartbeat Aalina recovered. “Well, can I sleep next to. She had on a basic pair of gym trunks and one of my white workout shirts.As Beth helped her with the shirt, she reached out and cupped her mom's swaying tits, "Both you and Gran had these big tits. What happened to mine?" Even Brenda had to smile at that. I am sure she was appreciating the change in Beth's demeanor.As we were leaving, Beth picked up the cucumber and smelled it. "It would be a shame to let this go to waste." She handed it to Brenda and we left the room. I went and checked out. As this line of thought dribbled away it dawned on Debbie that this line of thinking, once unbelievably alien, was now dominating her every waking moment.“Auntie slut, we are going to get your hair and makeup done for your big photo session tonight. You have an appointment in 15 minutes so we’ve got to hurry,” Amber answered with a wicked smirk plastered across her face.“B-But, Mistress, I don’t have any clothes on. I can’t go into a beauty salon naked. They would arrest me.” The nervous.