The clothes she wore were stylish but conservative and a bit dated.I looked at her but felt nothing, not love not hate not even pity, I was just empty...of emotion. "So Kathy what do you want?" Hank I was hoping to talk to you. I felt the need to set the record strait as to what happened to me. You see I had no idea about the d**gs and I still don't know how they got in my bags. Gary must of snuck them in when I wasn't looking. I'm not a d**g user and never have been. Please believe me." she was. I then joined Trevor in the guest room and we fucked for hours, this time bareback (once my husband wasn’t there I told him to forget about the condom but just pull out when he came). The next morning we let my husband watch us fuck once more, using a condom again to reassure him. Later back in our own bedroom I admitted to my husband that I let Trevor go bareback when we were alone. He immediately went down on me and devoured my slippery pussy which surprised me.A couple of weeks after that I. It was a couple of days later when Maria said “ can we go for a drink tonight, I need to talk to you, I obliged and we went to the local bar, got drinks then sat in a booth facing each other, I was intrigued “there is something I need to tell you” she said, “it concerns my father” she looked very serious, “ have not spoken about this to anyone with the full story, my mother knows most of it but there are some other details and I want to tell you about it because you have committed your life to. The sound of my wet ass-lips spasming around his pole filled the room.I wanted to be used and ****d by him...To be treated like his teenaged butthole slave and tortured with sex. I wondered if any of his crews could come over and use me for their pleasure....I must remember to ask him.Uncle Todd stopped me by pulling down on my thighs. He held me there, still on his lap, his big, twitching boner lodged up my boy-snatch. Having his huge cock shaft buried up my horny fuck-twat felt amazingly.