The two girls always met up before going bowling, then off for a coffee at The Coffee Shop."I got held up in the park! You got out then, I mean no pro...lems at home?" Sarah's parents were forever arguing. She wouldn't leave home if she judged the rows to heated, not that she could do much. But she considered that both were safe whilst she was in the house. "Dad's out; said he had overtime to do!"Overtime, over what?" Pat laughed, he doesn’t know the meaning of the. She had early on known what it was to have the screams of the tortured ringing in her ears.And how dare Angela call her spoilt. It was no freak of nature that Francesca had withstood her recent beating so well, since her stern father had always been very free and easy when it came to chastising his rebellious daughter. It had been like being back at home as Angela's whip had hissed through the air on its journey to her back. Well - her father hadn't broken her and nor would this repulsive. My son included!I heard them come in and decided to make an entrance....I figured if we kept them off guard, we could keep control of the situation. I grabbed some slices of pizza and went around the corner to the living room..."Hello boys...care for some pizza?" Jaws dropped...and I could feel 10 eyes drilling holes through my clothes...and my son gasped..."Mom!?!".The Thomas boy...Rick...who had started things off was caught a little off guard. But he was kind of cute...I went up to him. His hands left her wrists to grab fistfuls of her blonde hair while his tongue wrestled hers. Jackie moaned as he broke the kiss to move down to her neck and collarbone. Then his hands were eagerly freeing her breasts from her bra and nightgown! She finally closed her eyes, they'd been so wide open in shock this whole time, losing herself to the feeling of his tongue twirling around each nipple. He took an almost maddengly luxuriant amount of time on each one, growing them into diamond-hard.