” he said, trailing off.As Sara heard Wayne lock up the register with the last vestiges of his normal intelligence, she looked around the room. It l...oked more like a cheap den than anything else. It had a worn couch whose cushions were molded to the shape of a couple decades’ butts. On an end table was a book, presumably the one Wayne had been reading when Sara came in. There was a small table with two chairs that had the remnants of lunch, a burrito and a soda. There were windows across one. I became an a****l at that point. Thrusting in and all the way out, slamming my hips against her ass cheeks. The smell in the room changed from something of love making, to a different smell of dirty sex. As soon as I started to cum I jammed all the way inside her ass. She insticitively squeezed her ass walls, forcing my cock to drain all its cum inside her. I groaned as I pulled out of her ass, before I could even say anything she wheeled around and grabbed my cock and started licking. I took it out and opened the top and inside was a stack of old pictures, polaroids mostly and and a couple of VHS tapes with no labels. When I looked at the first picture, I was shocked to see my dad sucking some guys dick!I went through the pix and saw him doing all sorts of stuff and even one pix of him on his knee's with three guys holding their cocks just above his open mouth and they were coming all over his teeth and tongue. Another pix had him butt fucking some guy and then more pix of. " "Still, the fact that I don't give a damn about Trent's opinion makes it easier for me to act like a total slut with him." Amy said, "It allows you to feel free, doesn't it." "Yes, for the first time in my life I'm not worried about what other people think about me. Michael as far as I'm concerned your opinion is the only one that counts." "But when you decided to go out with Derek Fischer you risked losing my admiration." "I know. I now realize that was a stupid decision. I knew what I.