I swirled my tongue around in her asshole. I danced around in her, loving every minute of this. My tongue swirled faster, stimulating. It was incredib...e to do this. But it was also so hard to get the cum out of her bowels.I needed a better way.“Holy shit, Mom!” she gasped, reveling in swearing before me. I could hardly admonish her when I was sucking on her asshole. “That's. Fuck, Mom!”My eighteen-year-old daughter bucked as I sucked on her asshole., wanting to draw out every drop of cum from. Nada."It's costing me plenty just giving you a roof over your head, feeding you and trying to find something for you to wear that doesn't cost an arm and a leg."If there was a super hero for the mean and nasty, her mother would qualify as the model for 'Super-Bitch!'Mandy didn't want her mother to be hurt to devastation. Just a little. Getting even, wasn't very satisfactory in her mind even after lie after lie and the deprivation she had forced on Mandy.Getting out of town was sufficient. "Mr. Williams," she used her stern, no-bullshit voice, "Is there something amusing going on that you'd like to share with the class?"He actually grinned wider, "I can honestly say no, Ms. Beaugoud." Is there something, then, that you would like to share with your classmates?"His eyebrow arched, a note of offence, perhaps. "Classmates?" I remind you that you are not teaching this class," she paused, "yet." Ah." The grin faded while he pondered that. Then, infuriatingly, it broke free again, "I. She also didn’t want to have to let them down after prom when she didn’t want to continue going out with them. She really didn’t want to go to at all, but all her friends were going and they all expected her to be there, so she was hoping she could find someone to go with as “just friends”. That’s when Julie suggested “Neighbor Boy”Now it all made more sense. “Neighbor Boy” is the new nickname I had picked up among Julie and her friends from that party. That is what they called me all night and.