“My Dad’s...”“Yes, I know, your Dad’s in prison. But, your other Dad, your bio Dad?” he said.“Yes, he’s been more of a dad to me than ...he one who raised me,” she said.A psychologist would have been able to explain it, maybe as a self-defense mechanism of sorts. Jenna’s attitude, at least her outward attitude, toward the father that had saved her, had morphed. She now avowed how the man, David Carter, though he had undeniably saved her, was a criminal and deserved his punishment.The morphing had. I said yes Uncle I do. Then I felt something we and hard. I looked and it was a long neck bottle he was moving in and out. he asked me if Uncle was making me feel good. Is aid yes Uncle. That's when his friend said to shut up so he can suck my dick! And take that fuckin bottle out and put your dick in him. He loves it. A quick movement and both them were in me. The driver yelled and said he does look like a tomboy girl huh? And he really does enjoy grown men. Why is that sweetie? I. I looked up towards his face and saw his eyes gaze straight into mine. “Please don’t stop Leah. This feels tremendous.”I leaned in to his ear again, as my lips grazed his quivering lobe and whispered, “Can I see what you have hidden under these shorts?”He quietly gave a labored response of, “Yes, yes.”I kissed his ear and slowly nibbled his lobe as I again whispered, “Can I taste what I find?”All he could mutter was, “Ohhhhh!”My hands delicately unzipped his shorts and pulled out his erect. Mom: Now that’s my boy, come one, finish your dinner.Ajay finishes his dinner while his mom washes the dishes. He takes a sheet and pillow and heads to the sofa to watch TV. Ajay’s mother changed into her nightgown.Mom: Hey! Why are you not sleeping?Ajay: I don’t feel sleepy, mom. I just woke up 10 minutes ago.Mom: Okay, well, I guess I can watch some tv with you. I am not feeling sleepy either, now make some space for me, beta.Ajay: Mom! Can’t you sit on the other sofa? There’s not much space.