“Fuck that’s tasty, so fucking good” Sasha yelled, “Always love Daddy’s cum and some good ass slime”. Mr Smith reached across to his daugh...er and grabbed her by her dirty blonde hair. He forced her mouth onto his rock-hard cock and kept feeding it into her throat. Mrs Smith and Sarah immediately shoved two fingers each in Mr Smith’s ass hole and started roughly finger fucking him. Sasha’s eye’s bulged with the cock deep in her throat, then she felt the first hot stream of piss hit the back of. ‘This is a joke, right? You can’t be serious.’ He leaned over the bag until he was in my face, too close. I didn’t pull away even though I wanted to. He said, ‘I am very serious.’ ‘But what’s to stop me from just taking the money and running?’ He laughed. ‘You let me worry about that,’ he said. This time I believed him. I believed him all the way, about everything. In that second I understood three things. I knew that I could never trust Tiny. I knew that Tiny never lied. And I knew that I. You see, I'm a Vietnamese-American, my mother being Vietnamese and my father was an American serviceman during the Vietnam War. My father was sent over there just a few months before the end of the war. While over there he met my mother, a young girl at the time, in a village his platoon freed from the Viet Cong. He and my mother fell in love and, in a move that was frowned on by both governments, they had relations and my mother got pregnant with me. I was born in Vietnam and on April 30th,. Nice and quick before he gets back I moved subconsciously, dropping my bag and throwing off my shirt in one fluent move. I stared at the pulsing veins on his cock and moved to grab a hold of it, I just wanted to see what it felt like to have a mans cock in my hands. Not that of a young teenager. Another hand stopped me though, Jordan gave me a look as if to say You know what I want and that isnt it. I understood immediately and wrapped my lips around the tip of his dick, instantly feeling the.