”Tanner studied me. “How much have you told them?”I couldn’t meet his eyes. “I’ve been honest with them, and surprisingly, they’ve all b...lieved me.”His brow furrowed. “What?”I looked up, my explanation ready. “It’s no excuse, but what do you tell someone who you’ve shared memories with?”His expression shifted. “What are you talking about?”“Just what I said: every Fonte I’ve bound to me have ended up seeing some of my memories and I’ve seen some of theirs.”He shook his head. “That’s not. He kept pounding & just covered my mouth.He was holding my legs open so I couldn't move at almPoor pussy barely stretchd arnd it.he does luv me.he said good nieces get cum deep for taking cock so good.I only wore skirts arnd him so he could enter as needed. He fucked me at nite on side of his house when wife was inside. .it was hard to keep quiet. He gets it so deep Then she lost her job andd no longer need me there every day. I was getting desperate. I was on my early morning walk around the. " Not sure what that was about. Guess she just wanted to know what kind of shemales I liked. Finally the work day was over. I was tired but excited. I couldn't wait to get home and fuck Carol. She had got me so horny throughout the day. I was going to fuck her hard. I pulled in the driveway. Finally I was home and I was ready for Carol. I put my key in the door and opened it. I stepped in. The house was totally dark I could hardly see where I was going. I yelled Carols name. She responded. Then later that year we moved to Watervliet because Mom and Dad got divorced. I hated her for breaking up our family. She proved to be a slut and went running for the first cock that came her way. When we moved to 3rd Ave, the apartment was older and had the old fashioned keyed locks. The kind you could look thru. It didn’t take me long to remove the stuffing from the lock, and plan my next peek at her tasty tits and furry bush. I found a small rod that fit in the keyhole, and waited for my.