He was almost larger than life ... my protector and my mentor. When I was in elementary school and someone picked on me in, he was always there for me... When I would have a fight with mom or dad, he was the one I ran to, the person whose shoulder I could cry on.Then when I turned fourteen things changed. I'm not sure why. I remember it like yesterday, though. I was in my room, dressing, when I saw him outside my door. As I continued to dress I could feel his eyes on me. It wasn't the first time. Maybe she was seeking my welcoming embrace, confirming my love for her after being with him. Nothing could ever take away my love for her."Come on baby, make me happy," Anne panted in my ear, biting my earlobe."Didn't you have fun?" I whispered as I rolled her on her back."He did... Now make love to me!"I looked deep into her beautiful eyes as I stroked the head of my engorged cock at the entrance of her opening. Her gaze was almost begging for relief. She thrust up her hips to engulf my. It was a mark of his distress that he didn't even notice itnow."I don't think I can do it," he replied, trying to stop his voice fromcracking, sensing that he was just seconds from bursting into sobs."Dance, I mean. Not in front of ... them."To his surprise, she actually scoffed. "You - not be able to dosomething? No, that can't be right. You're the strong one, the one whonever cracks. The one who's best at everything. Makeup, walking, dancing.Even ..." - she gave a shy smile - "making me cum.". ”Estelle started trying to speak through the gag. She may’ve been trying to point out how Bonnie was wrong, but we’ll never know because we couldn’t understand her.Bonnie’s only reaction was to kick her shoes off, reach down and strip the socks off her feet. She dropped the two little socks on the table. I could see little rings of dirt around the ankles where her shoes had been. Those socks had done hard duty all day and showed it.The socks being dropped onto the table silenced Estelle. She.