Toyo's house because the supplies were stalled. Mother gave me a key so that I could enter the house freely. But when I arrived it turned out that the...house was not locked because Mr. Toyo was at home. I was a little surprised, why did Mr. Toyo come home from work so early, is it sick?"Why, why did you come home?" I asked, a little surprised. "Sick, sir?" Ah no," replied Mr. Toyo. "There are a number of letters left behind. why are you here? Asked by your mother huh? " Yes sir, take some. The fingers, gently but insistently exploring her moist forbidden realms, revealing her long-hidden lust and desire. The animal invasion of her body, the powerful deep thrusting that threatened to split her asunder, that ignited smoldering fires in her heart that could not be quenched. The smooth, buttery friction of demanding flesh within yielding flesh. The surges of molten emotion that dripped and burned its way to her throat, coming out as mewling, grunting cries of abject surrender. “Oh. We ordered and as the waiter was bringing our food, red snapper and a salad for Christine, a burger and fries for me, Christine as if unconsciously adjusted her shawl, exposing both of her gorgeous breasts to my eyes and to those of everyone else in the restaurant, and most especially to my classmates.Her nipples were erect and I was aching to take them into my mouth. I told Christine that and she only smiled and said I would strain my back trying to reach across the table but that I could. When she put the last of the paperwork down she got a sly grin on her face and said matter-of-factly, "That dumb bastard. If he had fucked me that well we wouldn't be here now. Are these my copies?"Her reaction was nothing like don had expected. She seemed like she couldn't care one way or another that her husband was carrying on with his daughter. Marie started rereading the report again, this time with an amused look on her face."There's more to this, Mrs. Carbonet. Since this is sexual abuse.