What if it never ends?"Uncle Blake put his head in his hands. "I'm so, so sorry," he said.I backed off a bit. That wasn't a man in a man's body. It wa...s a girl."Okay, I believe you," I said in a softer tone. "We'll just have to hopethat it's about a week and not about a month, or about a year or aboutforever."But he had put us both into this awkward situation. I was still going tohave a little fun with him."You do know that Mommy, Sloane, and I are going to be here for a week,"I said. "That was. .. but... I get it.”“Hell, yeah,” said Samantha. “You're lucky.”“Quiet,” admonished the president. “Let Miss Jordan teach her lesson.”“Mmm, so you need to love your futa,” said Mom as she leaned over me. “If you've spanked her ass, then you should kiss all over butt-cheeks.”Her silky hair brushed my bringing rump. I groaned at the soft caress. My pussy clenched and my futa-dick throbbed. I wiggled more, my heart racing as the pleasure surged over me. I bit my lip, wanting to moan out in wild. Libby, as you might recall, was the mother of the bride, or Zara’s mum. Libby was in her early forties and extremely fit; she looked a lot younger than her age and had the biggest tits I have ever seen.On the night of the hen party, she handed note with her phone number written on and a message to call her on a certain date and time.I was too exhausted to call her but sent her a message, I told her I would not be able to see her and in any case, I thought she may have reconsidered her. Jill's fingers were still in Katie's pussy and before Katie had a chance to recover, Jill began stroking her fingers over Katie's clit again.Katie started to moan immediately and felt her second orgasm building much quicker this time. With her legs trembling, Katie grabbed the counter to support herself. Trying not to scream, Katie let out a long low moan as Jill's finger tips brought her off again with a second, stronger orgasm. This time she wrapped both of her arms around Jill as she came..