I’ll make it up to you next time, and stay longer.”She brightened, “OK!”We got up and she walked me to the door.“Happy eighteenth birthday,�...� I said.“Thanks!” she beamed.She hugged me and I hugged her back, trying to be careful, but again feeling her nipples harden as they brushed my chest. She kissed me again, this time about half her mouth touched mine, and I was sure she was testing the waters. I thought about saying something, but decided it was best just to let it go. We didn’t have time to. She fingered it. Her fingers slides in without any pain. Precum was oozing out. You bitch!!! You are enjoying it and pretending as if you don’t like. She licked those fingers and said your cum tastes good. I didn’t listened to her words. Just navigated her towards my pussy. She understood. Malar started licking my pussy and fingered it with mid finger. She increased the speed. I was rubbing my nipples. She spited on my pussy and started to lick it again.Now we changed our positions.She was. Sal, this is Ray and Ryan. Isn't she gorgeous boys?" The boys did agree as they watched her walk to the dining room. They did notice that their dad had his hand on her bare ass massaging her ass hole. As they sat and started to eat the conversation was slow but polite. Ron had his hand on Sal's leg and kept rubbing a finger against her pussy. She kept spreading her legs wider and wider. Soon he had two fingers in her.After dinner Ron told the boys. I have invited Sal here to be our desert. He. ” The lies were wearing thin and she was having trouble keeping it all in perspective. Her phone conversations with Ace were getting longer, more argumentative. He was constantly calling on her to meet him at times that compromised her. She was finding herself saying no more and more. He was like a drug. He was controlling her. I nevitably, he got his way more often than not. Leila was slipping into old habits. Ace had begun showing up at meeting with friends of his. A few of them she.