I was (am) the daughter of a stunning Mexican girl and an older white man. My mom was 16 when she had me, my dad was about 38. My dad was a teacher at...her school, and long story short, got her pregnant. He was fired and got a divorce, and mom dropped out of school. Moms parents lived in Mexico, and she stayed with her sister in California. The news of her out of marriage pregnancy disgusted her family, and she was kicked out of the house. My mom moved in with my dad, and they struggled through. We went to see a film called Widows out a couple of years ago. It probably wasn't a bad movie but I can barely remember it - I was distracted!She was looking fabulous with her blonde curly hair setting off well against a nice dress with boots....she knew I enjoyed stockings so I was pre warned about what she was wearing underneath....as the film got underway, it wasn't long till my hand was on her thigh....it was very obvious that she was parting her legs to assist me which was a delight. Not. My hips jerked as I felt a rush of shame since I was reacting to his nasty touch. "You are a nice slut… I bet you have your pretty cunt well moist right now…” He laughed and then he unlocked the cuffs, pulling my wrists over my head.Then he locked my wrists again to some piece of wood. Up on my tiptoes now, my body stretched to reach the ground. He made me spread my legs wide, stepping behind me. His rude hand ripped my thong off my body and then I knew I was fully naked, just wearing my. The two grateful nymphs licked me all clean, and when I finally dismissed them they were a happy couple, leaving my quarters hand in hand. With lunch, there entered the tall Colette, seemingly in a very submissive mood today. She told me that she quite liked me, and that if I was the gentleman I had promised and if I had the desire to do so she would be happy to offer me her derriere to show her gratitude towards my kindness: »You know by now, Sir, that I'm not a perfect woman, Sir - and that I.