"When she was a little kid she couldn't sit still, so my dad started calling her Antsy. My sister still lives with my parents while she's going to sch...ol, but I ... I moved out when I was eighteen."His voice sounded bitter and I sensed some pain. I rubbed his thigh consolingly. "My mother wasn't a great parent," I told Mark in an understanding tone."It was my dad," Mark said after a long pause. "He was fine until I was eleven, and then he hurt his back, or so he claimed. He was a longshoreman. It was a nondescript shoebox in the back of the bottom drawer, filled with toys for the naughty wife. Some handcuffs, length of rope and an assortment of vibrators accompanied by a anal plug. They would not have seen much use since the departure of the late husband, I would change that. I put the box back and headed for the girls room. They were typical teenage-bedrooms. Small beds, a closet and a desk. Walls decorated with posters of some boyband I didn?t care to know. Schoolbooks and Computer. Next I removed the panties, revealing her shaved pussy and perfect ass. Before licking the pussy, I dived straight to her butt and started biting all over. She was moaning into the pillows now!I bit and licked her butt alternately, and I licked till all her butt was glowing. I then took my mouth over her pussy, engulfed her full pussy with my mouth, and started licking it like French kissing it. This time Tasnia just wringed my hair with both her hands and shoved me into her pussy. I tongue. She leaned over the desk to show off her perfect C sized cleavage. The minute Mr Farlane had looked over he began smiling. He walked over casually and stood over Ruby to look down her shirt some more. "So what can I help you with." "Well I think you know." Ruby smiled devilishly. "Know what? Are you having trouble with another assignment." "I think you can say that. However its kind of embarrassing. I just don't think I'm smart enough to get the criteria." "Don't think like that. You're just.