. her shorts were past her knees and her shirt was rolled up under her neck, exposing her little breasts as she lay on her back, her hand still thrust...down her underwear. She daren't move... perhaps if she didn't the intruder wouldn't notice her any further. "Not going to move? Fine. Have it your way then." With that, the intruder stepped into the room, shut the door and walked around Lina's awkward body. Something landed on one of the beds with a muffled thud. "Are you getting up or not?" Lina. . p- prostitute?" Yeah... he said it cost him twenty bucks!" The God damned bitch!" he raged."Cool it, Don! It's her bag! She's the one that's doing it! It's her thing!" she reasoned."But... it's my mom!" ... And, maybe there's a reason..." Like what... ?" Like your father, Gabby... he's the town drunk... isn't he? When was the last time he worked?"Her truths were hitting home. Damn! Maybe she's right! Maybe Mom did hove reasons for... for doing it! He walked to the edge of the porch and stared. I'd sucked a few guys off in night clubs as a dare and sometimes the guys got carried away and got a bit rough; but nothing like this“I haven’t wanked all week,” he said and pulled my hair. "Suck it slut. Make daddy spunk." I realised then that he fantasised about fucking his daughter and her friends."Yes; make daddy cum, suck that cock you slut," he groaned. Then suddenly he erupted in my mouth with a filthy grunt, spurt after spurt of hot spunk covered my tongue. I tried to spit it out but. There was an easy confidence about her that was sexy, as well. She loved to flirt and had never let being married stop her. Now I knew that she'd gone beyond flirting."So is my being here causing a dent in your schedule?" I asked. She laughed. "No, baby. Mama is on a break from dating for a bit. I could use the affection but it's hard to find men my age that haven't let themselves go or have other issues. I'm kind of finding out who I am right now. Not who I belong to or anything like that..