I arrive. I see the blood in your cheeks, wet panties, red heels, your little hands resting meekly on your thighs, the small delicate fingers twitchin... once or twice. Your bare breasts heave rapidly in time with your breath, as you look to me, to try to gauge what I will do. You feel vulnerable, exposed under my predatory regard. I meet your eye contact for a moment, until you look down at your lap. I hold the gaze for a few seconds and say nothing, and remove my jacket, placing it on the back. I would hate having to spend my 18th birthday in Canada, only reason we came here was to visit my father, very sweet loving man while my mother was really nothing but a whore. Only God knows how she got custody of me in the courtroom when the fucking judge saw that in the one week that she hadn't been with my father, she had more than s*******n men in our home for sexual purposes, while my father had a new house, job, car, and had the best credit as well.When we got settled in the back of the. Each time her orgasm started to calm I would quickly flicked my tongue over her sensitive clit and push her orgasm back to its earlier heights. I wrapped my arms around her legs and held them back as I continued to gently kiss and lick her wet and very aroused pussy. As she calmed I started to kiss my way back up her body stopping briefly to kiss and caress her very sensitive nipples until she finally pulled me and held my head as she kissed me. As our kiss broke she giggled and used her hands. " Yes you bitch," said someone, a boy."You're the pervert and the retard," said someone else, a girl.Julie Morris looked at the two of them. "You're right Jimmy," she said. "And so are you Maggie." She tried to smile. "I am or, I hope, was all of those things. I hope to change if you'll all give me a chance."Julie Morris turned to Justin. "Justin I apologise with all of my heart for the things I said. As I've discovered in the days since then, in the days since I was deservedly ostracised by my.