I need to save this document first." I saved it and closed the laptop.She had a bottle of water, and we got on the floor putting the bottle between us..."Go ahead and spin," I said.She did and it pointed at her."What do we do?" she asked."Spin again," I answered.She did and it ended up pointing directly at me.I waited to see what she thought was the proper reaction. She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the lips. When she pulled away she giggled saying, "Did I do that right, Joe?"Blushing, I. "Honey your grandfather is all about image. He will tell you that illusion in prison is more important than reality." I suggested."Is that why he treats you like a girlfriend, rather than his daughter?" she asked."Yes, but he doesn't cross the line. He just plays to the crowd," I suggested hoping that she would believe me."And you let him french kiss you and massage you?" she asked."Yes, it mean nothing to me and it gives him status. I know it sounds nuts honey, but all that stuff is important. Several years ago my parents were killed in a car wreck that I don't think was an accident. However, as I was just a kid that didn't know better than adults, I was told what happened and there was nothing else to it."I didn't have any family anywhere so I ended up in foster care. I was moved around for a bit then got stuck at the Michaels's."Gods! Those people are two of the sickest people in the world," Karen paused and looked at the woman that now had her down to her undies. Karen wasn't sure. I heard her walk to the foot of the bed and pick up the lube, and squirt some out. "What are you-" I started to ask, then I felt a lubed finger against my ass hole. "No!" I protested, but she ignored my and slid her finger into my ass. I cried out. But she just shoved her finger in deeper. She pulled her finger out and pushed it back in. I groaned as she finger fucked my ass. After a while it started to feel good and I felt her grip my cock with her other hand and start to pump it. I lay there.