"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 her and saw his blush when she noticed the direction of his gaze. It still didn't come off as creepy, though. His constant smile made her want to climb into his lap and purr like a. All that fresh air must have made us tired.I woke up refreshed, my cock nestled between her cheeks, my left hand held against her chest. She was lying on the other arm.Nature was calling so I rolled her over a bit and slid my arm out from under her. I picked up my shorts, slid them on and made my way into the bathroom. Bozo followed me out of the garage but detoured out to the back yard. I took care of business and went back into the kitchen. As I was pouring water into the coffee maker, Sara. ” I moved my hand behind me and started coating my hole with my spit. I pushed my fingers into it. It opened up readily as it was still tingling from having my warrior god's strong fingers inside.“That’s right. Show me how you played with yourself. Get your pussy ready for me.” He kissed me again while I moved my fingers slowly in and out of my pussy. With each word he said I could feel myself become more his girl. My asshole had become his pussy. I didn’t know if he was magic, or maybe the. And that she did it by touching parts of him that weren't sexual at all.She knew he jerked off after she left. One night she'd left her rings in his room and when she went back to get them he had his eyes tightly closed, his member in hand and was beating it furiously. He was so involved that he didn't even see her come in, and she was able to duck back out before he was aware she was there. All she could think of until she finally got to sleep was who he was thinking about as he did that. The.