He felt it grow big and hard again. Finally, she spoke, in a whisper."I'm not angry at you, Trev. Not one bit." No?" His voice was thin and reedy.The ...orners of Aunt Teddy's mouth turned up slowly and dimples grew in her cheeks."No, Trev. I saw enough to know Cat wasn't being forced into anything. Hell, she seemed to be having a pretty good time." But she was a virgin!"Aunt Teddy raised an eyebrow. "I've got a feeling you were, too, right?" Trevor closed his eyes and nodded. "I thought so. I. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do&hellip, because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now&hellip, I was visiting my father. I always loved to spend time there as it reminded me of my childhood. But the true reason for my visit was slightly more superficial. Unlike most people, I absolutely love. "Good," I said to Triss. "Fuck the dirty ass cunt of my slave whore. The little bitch needs it bad." Martina moaned and trembled. I felt her vagina twitch and tighten and knew she couldn't hold back much longer. I motioned Triss to pull back, and she sank to the floor, still making sure to service the stranger's cock in her mouth. My fingers wandered from her pussy to her ass and I fucked her where my man had just pounded her. She yelled and shook. The cock from the other stall pulsed and. Over dinner she relayed what happened and expressed her concern for Henry and what his reaction might be. He started to tease her about her slutty behavior but thought better of it seeing that she really was concerned about Henry. “He has opened up to us and become friends but he is older. I don’t want this to damage that. I don’t know if there is anything we can do.”“There is really only one option available. We need to go over there and see if he will let us talk to him about this. It’s worth.