I’ve been crying a lot these past few months, but I’m getting better. Oh the guilt and shame is still vividly there, but I’m doing better. I’v... had help. I’ve had a lot of help. I’ve had Chase.I know everyone hates me. I know what they think of me. They all think I’m the round heeled, two-faced, home wrecking, unfaithful, self-centered bitch who tore up everything Chase and I built. Yes, I destroyed my family. I was the cause of the loss of all our property. I’m the reason my three girls, my. To my left stood Cathy, who was sixteen like me, petite with flowing blonde hair and a hard edge to her. She grew up in a meth family and was lucky enough not be drawn into substance abuse. She lost her parents when their lab blew up. She had two brothers but they were in jail somewhere.And then there was Lucy and Karl Jackson. The nicest people you could ever meet. They were our foster parents and were strict, fair, and down-to-earth kind of people. Since they were both in their sixties they. She sat back down on the bed, then laid down at an angle so she could turn her head and watch me at the same time. Laying down, she slowly rubbed the big black cock up and down against her pussy lips, making the shaft of the cock wet so it glistened from where I watched. She moved slowly at first, then a bit more quickly. Changing the angle as she held it, she moved its tip to her pussy and slowly slid it inside her. She kept going until it was about half way inside her. I watched while she. Sc. she was fair in complexion 5.1 inch height. I think here size was 35.i just had sex education in our school so now was knowing everything about human body. Her hair was long up to here waist. Slim and slender she was. One-day as usual in morning, my dad went to work and I was sleeping, as it was vacation time. It was around 9.00a.m. My mom went to market to bring fish (as it was wed.). I got up as somebody sprinkled water on my face. After opening my eyes, I saw my sis was standing near me.