I watched intently and suddenly the woman turned toward me and looked right at me but before I could move away she winked and smiled. I moved back to ...ook through the opening again and she was holding her finger in front of her lips as if to keep me silent. I was a little perplexed but couldn’t stop myself from looking at her beautiful bare breasts. They were so tan and perfectly round yet perfectly home grown, too and I watched as she prodded him up out of his seat. “Get up, Love.” She said. I didn’t want to bring a serial killer into my home.“Well she was in a real bad situation and it seems that didn’t leave her when she got into foster care.”“What kinda problems?”“Lets just say there were inappropriate situations that she put herself in in her foster home.”“No be specific. This is my home we’re talking about.”“Well Mr. Griffin. She was basically a sex slave in her home, and it seems that when you learn that’s the way you show affection, you do what you know. The foster family. I'm not a nymphomaniac. I'm married to a great guy, a successful lawyer who is drop dead gorgeous, but visions of Todd's wanker repeatedly invaded my day-to-day life. When Karin would arrive at work, her hair slightly disheveled and a goofy grin on her face, I immediately pictured Todd's big dick as the source of that far-off expression. When he met Karin for lunch at the store, I caught myself hiding behind the racks, my eyes glued to his crotch in hopes of sighting evidence of his wicked. .Michelle jumped up and =was in the room before we could catch our breath.Michelle was stoned and hot; she spread her legs far apart and signaled to me that she wanted to kiss..Jack's cock was now straight up and hard; I didn't know which one to suck first,,Michelle looked so good and hot, while Jack's cock was very tempting..MIchelle began to mount on Jack's cock with her lovely ass up in the air and I proceeded to suck her pussy from behind; it tasted as sweet as her accent...As I was tongue.