" Uh, how old is your daughter?" Ted asked, trying as hard as Mark to sound nonchalant."It's tough though, isn't it?" Nick continued, seeming to ignor... Ted's question. "I mean, at least my wife was around some, but not much. There were so many things my daughter should have done with her mother, 'ya know? Like, buy her first bra? But we dads have to give them what they need, right?" Yes," Mark said, "there are challenges. Um, Nick, what are you..." Yeah, things can get really hard, can't they?. Finally after weeks in a San Francisco court they divorced and we went to live in Oakland, Dad went back to his business in Mexico and Spain. He sent only the money necessary for my necessities.Mom got a few weird friends that scared my 12 year old skin, they all looked like witches and together they did a real "akelarre" or a witch meeting with their scandalous laughs, and plans to probably rule the male world.After a few months of those plans I was looking for something under my mother bed. Grinning with delight, I seductively move to the edge of the bed. I walk toward him with only my dripping panties and the spit soaked hard nipples. He moves up against the door frame nervous and in a shaky tone he asks "wha.. what... Are you doing?" Horny and needy I grab the edges of his jacket and slowly kiss him. I feel his body let go. He moves his body toward mine and I feel his heart race and his boner pressed against me. He reached down and grabbed my ass firmly and picked me up. My legs. All the pre-cum that had been building in my cock came rushing at my awaiting mouth. Mistress released her grip on my cock as she spoke."DO NOT swallow that bitch. Keep it in your mouth until instructed otherwise. Do you understand slut?" yes Mistress." (there was not nearly enough to keep me from speaking.)Mistress went back to pounding her cock balls deep into my asshole.Mistress put both her hand on my ass and pushed while she removed her cock from me."Look at your gaping fuck hole. Your.