"Come along, Amanda," she said.I glanced down at my pants. My cock spewed so much that I soaked through my undershorts and made a big wet spot on my t...ousers.John appeared and said, "Ten pairs of shoes! Great job!" I..." I said. I didn't get a chance to complete my sentence. I didn't know what I was going to say anyway."Go help that teen girl over there," he said and pointed at a brunette girl attired in a modest blouse and dress.I stood. He couldn't miss seeing my cum stain, could he?He. And when you seek you often find...You no longer can ignore the noises that emanate from behind a closed bedroom door at night ... hearing them you can't help but imagine what's going on.You suddenly notice the little touches, caresses your mother and father continually exchange. And understand the implication of them.And you see the bulge in your father's pants after he releases your mom from an impromptu hug...Of course my mother had talked to me about sex before that. She's French for crying. ’ Her eyes burned hotly in her bruised face. ‘I’m not like that.’ Thorne took a deep breath. ‘I’m sorry.’ He floated down, letting his body hover just inches over hers. ‘I had to ask, you know?’ Sammi did know and she understood why he was asking. ‘It’s okay.’ ‘Sammi,’ His voice deepened, matching the hunger that raced through his loins. ‘I want to taste you again.’ ‘Oh, Thorne.’ Her entire body hummed with the anticipation of his touch and she closed her eyes, moaning when his lips took hers,. In a hole financially, grey loans thanks to the Stevens Brothers, who have been ramping up the pressure on him. Some of this I got from Jen and Dave, by the way – credit where it's due – but so far has avoided actual criminality. He could be forced into that, or perhaps suicide, if your intervention doesn't work. There'd definitely be a risk to his daughter." Okay, Jake. That's the father. I expect I'll hear more from Jen and Dave about that. What about the daughter?" A jewel. A treasure. I can.