”Pilar said, “Storm drain, I think it’s called.”Pilar said, “Sister Mary spotted us early that morning. Heard our story. Called someone. Tol... us not to worry about the truck. It was gone.”I knew the rest of the story, it had been well covered, television and the Star. The naked body, Bub. Police picked up a naked guy, Tom. Who told some ridiculous story about Mexican gangbangers who robbed him, stole his truck.Artie Kowlinski took Vanessa and me to the St. Catherine nursing home. He said, “It’s. Would you? Maybe I will go to meet him and suck on his cock. It would be so sexy and wonderful and so much better than with my asshole boyfriend.”“I wouldn’t tell either. But what you are doing sounds so sexy and scary. You’re so much more advanced than me.”“It’s so unfair that girl’s like us can’t have sex with men if we want to” said Daisy. “If we like a guy, he should be able to fuck us. Older guys know how to fuck better than the dumb white boys we’re allowed to go out with. They don’t know. As we went inside I fell face down on the bed edge, and pulled him on top of my wet body, and I could feel his hard cock press down between my soft pillows, instinctively causing my to open my legs, and reach down between them and pull his cock in hard against my wet pussy, once there, like his father did, he slipped inside me, and I humped, face down, crying for him to squeeze my tits and fuck me hard, the fact he was family and young, now meant nothing, I needed the release every sinew and. I clench my muscles inside knowing this will heighten the effect. And it does. His eyes close and he moans. His hands drop and he clenches the side of the chair. Knowing he is close to coming spurns me on. I slide up, clenching, and sit back down, hard. He tries to speak but I muffle it with another kiss. This is not the time for talking! I move my head down and nibble his neck. He grabs my hips and tries to slow me down. Instead I take them and hold them above his head. Speeding my rhythm up..