Letcher, you need to get your knees and get ready for me to try balancing myself, Lindsey said, looking up at him excitedly, knowing he was having big...problems now. Joe knew he should just ask Lindsey to leave his house, but then she might tell her parents that he refused to help her. He slowly moved to his knees in front of her, continuing to stare at the floor. He raised his hands towards her waist, refusing to look up. Lindsey noticed him looking at the floor, almost giggling at him, Mr.. We would be sweating, skin flushed red, and still she would torment me with that filthy mouth. “Treat me like a slut, Leo. I want you to fuck me raw. Then I want you to use that belt to spank me. I’m just going to stay here, naked all day and all night for you, and you can make me do whatever you want. I won’t say no.” Roxy awoke darker fantasies in me, and with them came a different kind of sexual release. It had quickly become addictive. Of course, it didn’t help that there was no off-switch. ?" I realized I still had her hand in mine and that I might not have been as stealthy as I thought. “I’m sorry…Connie.” I met her smile and looked deep into her eyes. “I spaced out a bit because I was thinking; should I be proud that my daughter isn’t one of those separation-anxiety-inflicted munchkins out there in the hall, or sad, that she obviously has no problem watching me leave?” “Healthy independence is the sign of a healthy child, Tom. Be proud!” Her eyes gleamed, her smile. Pete felt his ears grow hot in embarrassment. Mindy knew that he had pilfered their older sister's underwear.It wasn't that he had a lingerie fetish, but living with two gorgeous sisters and a mother who, at thirty-eight, was still hot as the chili that old guy sold out at the state fair every year, or at least he used to until they shut him down for some obscure health code violation that nobody cared about for thirty years - until the chili guy's son knocked up the youngest daughter of the.