Mom, or Dad, or Traci. They all looked good. Traci couldn't be dying; she went to a dance last night."You haven't touched your food," Mom accused."Sor...y, I was thinking." I picked up a fork, and started pushing food around my plate."We need to have a talk."Something about the way she said that made me think she'd used the wrong article. Not a talk, The Talk. Damn, Mom wanted to talk about sex. Now I wished I were dying.I took a forkful of hash browns and shoveled them into my mouth."We need to. “Awe thanks, sweetie,” Elise responded after spitting out her toothpaste.“Hey, babe?”“Yeah?” she said before stepping out from the bathroom.“I want you to finger yourself.”“Alright,” Elise said as she brought two fingers to her mouth and sucked on them.Cody's eyes went wide as Elise brought her now wet fingers between her legs and slowly started working them inside herself. Her mouth went wide as she found her rhythm. Starting very slow and then a bit faster and harder as her body got into. If only I hadn't thought you should have paid more attention to me, I might have been better prepared to fend off what happened."I couldn't help my voice raising as she mentioned again that she thought it was my fault somehow."I haven't been paying enough attention to you lately? Again with that? God Damnit! Need I remind you that you've been the one ignoring me? You're the one that has been going out with Marie every Wednesday, Friday and Saturday night. Always Marie this and Marie that.. Before I could make another move he grabbed me by the shoulders and stood me to my feet. He turned me around and threw me against the wall. He put his foot between mine and pushed my legs apart. His one hand wrapped around my waist while the other pushed my upper back forward, bending me forward. I pressed my hands against the wall, pushed my ass out against him and felt him slide his throbbing hard cock into my pussy from behind. Both his cock and my cunt were dripping wet so it slid in.