Reggie carefully studied her pussy’smovement in reaction to his different strokes. Lisa’svagina did not lie. He did not need to listen to ...hedeceitful denials emanating from her mouth � an effortto maintain her morality � when her cunt honestlyanswered his touch.Lisa lay on her back staring at the ceiling whilecompletely open and exposed to Reggie. The sensualbeauty of young, white girls proved to be the Achilles’heel of their emotions. Forcing them to orgasm enoughtimes,. ” I noted with pleasure that she didn’t introduce him as her ex, but as the boys’ dad. Jack and I shook hands. He was about the same age as Melody’s mom—maybe just a little older. He was a nice-looking guy, reasonably fit, but definitely showing his age. There was nothing either antagonistic or overly friendly about his handshake. It was the completely neutral grasp that you might expect of two business men being introduced. I didn’t know if I’d ever be friends with him, but something in me. " He chortled. "You know, when I was a kid I was embarrassed by them because ... well, because both my mom and dad are a bit ... different. Back then I wanted parents like everyone else's. Now I appreciate them." Different, how?" They're both free spirits. My dad was an architect. He's retired, and now he's a luthier." A what?" A luthier -- someone who makes stringed musical instruments. He did that as a hobby when I was little but now he's made it into a business." That actually sounds pretty. “You’re not going anywhere,” he said calmly. I stood up. “SIT THE FUCK DOWN WHILE YOU CAN!” he ordered. “What do you mean by ‘while you can’?” I asked. “You’ll see,” he said with a sinister grin. I clutched my hands and looked down at the oval glass coffee table as he took a chair from the kitchen and placed in the center of the room. “Uh oh,” I thought to myself. He sat on the chair and looked at me. His eyes were cold-merciless. “Take those fuckin’ rags off and get over here- right.