I was pregnant when my stepfather wanted some. I was about 14 and I would hear he and my mother fucking all the time. She was fat though. I could alwa...s hear her skin slapping against his. She has big titties and he would always make the bed rock. I fell asleep one time in front of her and I could feel him in her tring to fuck her soft so i wouldnt wake up. Im sure he was pretending to fuck me. She would hold me tighter as he would fuck her deeper. He reaced for her tit and went right past hers. It seemed all she did each wekend was get pissed with her friends and then get off with whoever happened to be around. What else is there in life when you are that age?One bloke she was fucking on a fairly regular basis was a rasta called V. He was about 10 years older than her, skinny apparently and as usual well hung. I think of all the blokjes she told me about V was her favourite. She wouldnt see or hear from him for a month then he would turn up for a day or two before disappearing again.. “The line for a visit with the King is usually a mile long. And everyone here calls me Merie.”Brock nodded.“The Cherry,” Merie added with a grin. “As I’m sure you know.”Brock burst out in a fit of laughter.“Actually, I learned that fact only today,” he said. “I guess I must be known as Brock the Bashful or maybe Miller the Misanthrope.”Jenny watched the interplay like a ping-pong match, her head turning from one rejoinder to the other.“And she will soon be known as Jenny the Drooler if she. Marc was a slightly smaller version of Darrell with a similar build. Millie was a Southern Belle, I would hazard a guess that she was a debutant in her youth. Even though she was forty, she would give any of the ladies a run for their money in the looks department.“I can’t believe this, you brought us to a fucking summer camp like we’re ten years old!” Debbie continued to whine.“Actually, you couldn’t be more wrong, if you tried! I think it’s time to pack it in Debbie!” Millie growled, clearly.