Millhouse grabbed my hips with his clammy hands and began forcefully fucking me from behind. I was ecstatic as his cock pounded my willing pussy as he...banged against my sore backside. “Yes…yes….yes!” I kept panting as he knocked the wind out of my stomach with his hammering.When I arched my back to try and meet his thrusts his hands quickly moved over my stomach and grabbed my swinging tits; mauling and pinching them. “Harder…harder,” I screamed, “fuck me harder!” Millhouse replied by. She asked about the girlfriend status and I said I didn't have one, which was true even though I was very satisfied with a girl that I used to see for pure pleasure. A girl from the swimming team that had gotten acquainted and possessed with my big friend. "But have you dated any or been with any girls at least" she asked. "Mom, is that your businesses"? "When dad isn't around I guess someone got to care for you honey". I decided to test how much she could take, it was always funny when parents. Do I take off ... everything?"Geneva looked her over and smiled warmly. She was old enough to be her grandmother with a kindness that begged trust. "Leave your panties on," she whispered. "You don't even have to come out if you don't feel comfortable with your foster father seeing you."Foster father, Di mocked to herself. Technically it was true, but she'd been thinking some rather un-fatherly thoughts about him since Carrie had left the night before. In the market she'd caught him peeking at. Where once Nicholas had feared and held a modicum of respect for him, now there was only contempt, the desire for his slow and painful death. But now was not the time, so Nicholas tolerated his presence, understanding that the righteous old bastards’ time would come. For the years in between now and that moment when Nicholas looked into Hans’ cold sightless eyes, he would wait, he would be patient, he would learn. On the carriage ride to Nicholas’ graduation ceremony he broke his silence with.