Susan wasn’t the kind of person to give in but she just couldn’t seem to gather the energy to resist. It seemed easier to just go along with her f...iend. Trying on a dress she looked in the mirror twirling the short hem to and fro. ‘It’s too. I don’t know.’ She didn’t want to say it was too young for her. ‘It’s too short. I don’t like to show off so much cleavage either.’ At June’s look she added. ‘I’m tempted though.’ With a glass of wine in one hand and June’s encouragement she finally gave. " "You're old enough now to experience what a huge black cock can do for you." Her mother's words were so soft and calming that she almost eagerly opened her mouth, allowing the smooth chocolate head to slide right in!"Immediately Tara's pussy drenched her panties as she rolled her tongue around Art's massive head. God he tasted good!!! Nothing at all like Jimmy's thin little pecker! In fact, she was becoming so aroused that the urge to put the thick monster into her virginal pussy was almost. And no one asked questions."How can this be?" I asked Heather. "Doesn't anyone care who the father is? Weren't your fathers outraged? Wasn't your father outraged?" Oddly, no. Of course they asked who it was, and then I told them I wasn't sure, and after that, for some reason, everyone stopped probing me for details. I think they were too freaked about what they might discover about their little girl."I was actually hailed as a savior and "steadying influence" to Heather when she introduced me. I looked around her head and totally, utterly, failed to be impressed. After all, except for making out with freshmen, I didn't act as if I was still in college."Hi, Dirk," Shelly said with a total lack of enthusiasm."Well, Summer?" Well what, Dirk?" Who's the geezer?" I'm," I stuck out my hand, "Grandpa Isle, but you can call me Pepo just like my little Summer."Shelly would have stifled her laugh if her hand had been in the way. It wasn't, so she didn't. Dirk, however, wasn't amused. It was.