.. we shouldn't do anything more"'great,' i thought to myself. i hung out at her apartment for about another 20 mins. until she came home. "Hey, how y...u doing?" i asked."i'm okay i guess"her face read of mixed emotions. guiltiness, confusion, passion, love. she bit her lip. she was still horny. she sat down next to me and i put my arm around her. "it's gonna be okay," i told her before i kissed her forehead. she looked up at me and kissed me, "yeah," she said with a smile. "i'm gonna take a. And here is twenty more for pizza she has not eaten yet.” “ok so who is she? Any advice?” “her name is Emily. She is 10. And she is really easy to take care of. Just watch some tv with her maybe one of those princes movies she like so much. Oh she is kinda shy , so it will take her a bit to warm up to you.” She leads me up stairs to the front room, kitchen area. And there she, the girl that will take me by storm like I never knew. She is sitting on the couch watching SpongeBob. She. “Oh Jayaaaa, you don’t know how long I dreamt about you. I’ve been waiting for this to happen ever since you married my son and moved in with our family.” He said.I tried to ignore what he said since I didn’t want to have myself believed we were really making love, because I was still the victim in this. But I couldn’t lie to myself about the great pleasure I was having from his cock.I concentrated on grinding on his hard cock and getting him to cum. He was squeezing on my breasts hardly trying. “YES!”“Say it!”“I love it! I love it when you fuck me!” I love it when you fuck me!” She screamed.“You love when I fuck you like the cheap slut you are?”“Yes! Oh gawd, yes!”I slapped her several more times and then grabbed her shoulders with both hands, driving my cock up into her as hard as I could.“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.” She gasped.“You’re my slut, aren’t you?”“Yes. Yes Carter, I’m your slut. I’m your slut.” She panted.“You can have boyfriends. I don’t care if you marry this guy, you’re.