Brook said as she stood and walked over to Will. She enjoyed having sex just as much as he did, and regretted the fact that with Wills mothers presenc... in the house, sex was rather difficult to have. In fact, since moving to San Diego, Will and Brook had only done it about four times. She reached into Wills shorts, grabbing his cock and pulling it out of his shorts and sliders. She began to stroke it softly and steadily, as she and Will began to kiss passionately. Moving over to the couch, they. He had sex with me again, and I paid attention to how he acted, it was the same as always, but just a little more. Then I realized he was not having sex, he was sharing sex, he was making me feel good too, I think he might have been making love to me all the time. I screamed many times that night.I was confused. How could he be married and have such feeling for me and out baby? I asked him "Married?" as I knew the word and he shook his head "yes." Then I asked "Divorce?" and he shook his head. If he thought about it, she had been nice, had even tried to be his friend, and he had never responded in kind. He did what she said he had to do, and when he tried to pull something she pointed out that Dad had told her the rules. He had done some shit a few times, coming home drunk, or drunk and stoned, actually more than a few times, but she had only realized he was high three or four times. She had told Dad, but had spoken with him first, saying she wasn't a tattletale, spy, or informant on. As her breathing began to quicken she slid one hand down her stomach and over her satin shorts. When it reached the top of her pussy mound, the tip of one finger lightly brushed over her clitoris. Her breath caught in her throat as a wave of electric pleasure shot through her. She then began to slowly trace her fingers downward. By the time she reached the base of her mound, the fingers of her other hand had her nipple in a vise-like grip and a soft moan escaped her lips. She extended her.