Yes, we both felt like we were the hottest couple at the party! We took a few pictures and danced to a few songs. Then Bracha chilled with her girlfri...nds at the pool area, and I was in the guest room eating ice cream. I looked over to my right and I saw a familiar face. It was one of my exes named Mercy. She had blonde-hair, caramel-skinned, and a pretty smile. In addition, she was radiant. When we were a couple, I remembered her having a huge sexual appetite. The yellow dress she wore did not. "I asked you a question. Just nod yes or no. Are you twelve years old?" She shook her head."Thirteen?"She nodded slowly."Ah, that's a great age, so innocent and young. Of course I read all the time of middle school kids getting caught fucking or sucking in school. Kind of spoils things. At least in my mind. You aren't one of those kind of kids, are you?"Again she shook her head.I started to knead her little boobies, occasionally pulling and pinching her nipples in attempts to get them to pop. Well, not to my knowledge anyway! (That statement will probably make a little more sense to you later, I'm sure.)Where was I? Oh yeah!Anyway after the Courts had had their way, I found myself an ex-con (as the Yanks like to refer to us) and branded a hooligan and wife beater. And subsequent to the fight, my parental rights where our daughter Tamsin were concerned, were unceremoniously removed: almost all of which took place while I was still incarcerated in a US slammer by the way. Not a very. "Oh relax, girl! Ya've made yer point, now relax. This 's goin' ta be great. Ya know I've been aching for a piece a that fancy ass of yours since ya started parading it around in those jeans. Let's see if those legs can wrap as nice as you been advertising." When he said that she felt his hips rise up as he began another in stroke and the shaft rubbed against her clit even as it moved even deeper into her belly.Bucking and twisting underneath him again, trying to fight free from the creep Susan.