“It didn’t work, Jake, it didn’t work,” she said as she began crying harder.“And do you know what the worst part is? That guy, when he told ...y Dad that he had slept with me? He was right. He had been another Jake substitute.“Daddy was trying to protect his daughter’s name, but his daughter was nothing more than a slut. Just a cheap, miserable, depraved slut who would not say no to any man.”A couple of times as she was talking I had started to say something, or reach out to her, but each time. "Are you going to the cabin?" Laura tried again."I don't know. I'll ask," I said. "Are you two going?" Sure," said Laura. "My mom won't mind." I still need to ask," said Sara, "but I don't think there will be a problem."Erin saw us and came over. "What are you talking about?" Tiffany's planning a get away," I said."My parents have a cabin and I thought we could all spend a weekend together." This weekend?" said Erin."Yeah," said Laura excitedly."Oh." Something wrong?" Tiffany asked."I need to. I didn't bother to respond verbally but instead responded orally! My mouth was wrapped around his cock in the blink of an eye. My eyes closed as I enveloped this delicacy of a meat in my mouth. I bobbed my head back and forth getting him worked up as I used one hand to cup his balls and the other to pull back his foreskin to taste him all. If I had to average his penis i would say he was about 5.5 inches or so, what was interesting though was his balls were huge, bigger than usual I would. Io avevo solo il costume da bagno con sopra un pareo celeste. Eh sì, le bocce erano messe proprio lì e anche il mio fondo schiena non era ben coperto essendo il pareo trasparente. Appena me ne andai mi accostai alla finestra e potei intendere chiaramente le loro battute. "Simone, che bocce ha la tua amica!!!" E poi altre battute sul mio culo e di quanto c'era da scoparmelo. La cosa mi eccitò non poco, tanto che a fine pomeriggio, quando stavano per andarsene decisi di offrirgli da bere: lo feci.