He went around to the passenger side and opened the door as she walked up.“Hello, Chelsea, I am Bob. Glad to meet you.”She smiled in response as h... helped her get in. As he got into the driver’s seat, he suggested, “Village Inn, okay?”“Yeah, sure, that would be great,” she said, somewhat timidly. Bob was getting the impression that she might be a submissive woman. He would have to look further into this side of her.They drove in silence to the restaurant and parked. He got out and walked around. "Okay, so two things you need to understand. First, my dad died two years ago, and two, he never abused me or took advantage of me in any way. You have to promise, no judgment." I promise, no judgment," I replied.Crystal began relaying the tale of her young life."So my mother left when I was eight, and my dad raised me. Daddy worked really hard to support us and held down two jobs during the week. Every weekend he would spend every waking moment with me. Really, my dad was my hero. He brought. The tide washed over his balls.And Debby sucked it up.Then the Wedgewood women switched places, sharing his haunches as they had his cock. Debby came up to eat asshole and Claire dropped down to suck his balls.Debby cupped her tits and fucked her stiff nipples into Jerry's asshole. Then she clamped her lips to the taut brown slot and sucked some more.He groaned and carried on, fucking his mother's cunt furiously. The boy was happy that he had already cum so much and so often. This was his first. " oh yes, it's really silly, but it's good, I can come." Great, it suits us a lot. Comes around seven o'clock. "That night, I was ringing at Helmut's and Michael came to open the door.As usual, he greeted me with a kiss on the cheek.He introduced me to Pierre and said with a big smile:"Pierre is also French, like you, and it is for him that we make this meal."Pierre held out his hand to greet me.He looked sporty, had short hair, a friendly smile and spoke perfect German, much better than.