Jb hum wapis aa rahe the to raaste mein mujh se wo bola.Tum bohat khoobsurat ho aur main sharma gayi. Mujhe bohat acha laga tha. Main dusre din thorha...make up kar k gyi. To wo raaste mein mujh se bola aaj to qayamat lag rai ho. Mere gaal sharam se laal ho gye.Nai nai jawani thi. Acha lagta tha aesi baatein sun k. Jb hum ghar wapis aa rahe the to usne mujhe mobile diya iss ki ek story khol k di. Maine parhi bohat maza aaya.Wo ab mujhe thorha thorha cherne laga tha. Kabi aage hath laga deta kabi. She understood that, too. She's much smarter than I was at her age.We continued to talk for a long time after that. I learned that she's even more mature than I had at first thought. And I already thought that she was a remarkably mature thirteen year old girl.I told her that I wanted desperately to protect her from this man and his friends. Unfortunately, I knew that he was right earlier. No one believed a word I said when I went to court. If I complained to someone about Mr. Kent no one would. The guys were sitting at the table, waiting for coffee. As Debbie moved around I saw that they got glimpses of her panties from the sides and front. Her tits jiggled obviously inside my shirt. My didk snapped hard, and I could just imagine what she was doing to my buddies. I finally took my eyes off her body and noticed a glob of my cum just below the left corner of her mouth. I almost came. Fuck, she looked sexy!Debbie served us coffee and said she was going to rinse off. She came out. The lawyer did all my talking for me and because she didn't want anyone to find out about what they had been doing, all she got was the house that had been hers when we married.I was in a rage...I freely admit it. I enlarged the photos of her and her brother and thought about putting them around town in places where she often goes. Finally I just decided to put her pictures in the stalls of the mens' rooms at the bars around town. Some of the bars are ones she and I went to and closed down a.