These months heading up to Xmas were too cold to do much of anything else. Well it's late and I have a project that I need to finish for work, so I'll see you in the morning.”I gave her a chased kiss on the cheek and headed up stairs. I always took the balcony root in the cold months as the distance was shorter to the warmth of my apartment above the garage. As I headed down the hall towards the door at the end that led to the balcony, a door opened and Luciana came out into the hall wearing PJ's that completely covered her from neck to knee. She looked so cute in her baggie sleepwear. “Not another sleepover.” I joked. She had been spending more time in the house since it started to get cold. “No.” she said. “I'm going to be taught to cook by Camilla. Just two days a week but so we don't interrupt the household we are going to do it in the early mornings. Today will be my first day. We are going to bake.” I held out my hands and she took them and held them to her chest. We looked at each other briefly then kissed passionately. My hands moved down to her cute rear and I lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I walked her back into Febe's room and I sat girl on her bed with her sitting in my lap. Febe was in bed reading in bed and said. “Luciana, you brought back some desert. Yum.” We all broke up over that. I said. “No I have a lot of work to do and I have to finish it tonight.” I hopped up and put Luciana in to her bed and ceremoniously tucked her in giving her a kiss on the head. I did the same to Febe. Saying in a matronly voice “Now you girls go straight to sleep.” I closed the door and headed to my apartment. I had not seen nearly enough of Luciana these past months what with work and her school activates. She still came and assisted Camilla in the kitchen after school but then there were too many people in the house to take things to the point where we could spend some quiet time together. We had gotten to the sexy point where we considered ourselves to be dating or going steady although on the QT. No one other than Febe and Neva new, and possibly Camilla. She would be legal after her next birthday but still there was the age gap to consider. In Spain last pussy century it was considered conventional practice to marry off your daughter to an older and usually more successful man. There is still this idea of the joining of two family houses, but today it is based more on financial reasoning than land/holder reasons. We weren’t looking at getting married; we were just having fun and enjoying life. Next year when she was the legal age of consent I would take indian her out on dates to see Places like The Alhambra and some of the water parks, all the things that makes Spain a must see place on every bucket list. Over time I could see that people would see us as a couple and seeing us always together would be considered natural. For now, she had to finish school and either go on to Uni or find a job. She had said that her parents wanted her to take over the family Hotel business, but she wanted to be a cook in a high class restaurant or a boobs teacher. She loves to cook so maybe. At work the next day, I had finished my project and was just shutting down my consul tits when the phone rang. Meanwhile, Freddy kept kneading away at Bea's butt-cheeks with his hands--but by this point, his boobs hands were no longer on auto-pilot. Then Lisa began repeatedly flicking one of Jan's long nipples with the hard-lacquered nail of girl her middle finger, just to make Jan's nipple sting a little bit, in order to help enhance her masochistic sister's orgasmic experience. We unpacked the cooler and made some sandwiches. Dave was transfixed as he watched his long-time fantasy about to come true. What... what the fuck was that?! "Let's see if your cock gets any bigger, tits if you touch her titties," she said. 'Do you want to kiss me that badly' she asked? As his eyes unglazed he saw the kid still naked and bound in front of him. I swear, I’ll be a good boy. pussy I indian expected Susan to join in, but she didn't. You're having a sexy boner without me saying hi.” It took me a few moments to gather my wits and to realize a real Bridget was talking to me and this was not a mental projection I could command to kingdom come. Sunday is more quit day. Trash ‘em, boys! He reached down to pull her off and as he did her wet tongue ran itself over his balls and a massive stream of white saliva dropped from her open mouth.