This is who she became when Blake was near. Not bitter. Not angry. Not ignored.Smack!“Nine, Sir.”She could see Sarah pull Jordan’s hand between ...er legs as they both stared vacantly at her. She couldn’t tell in the dark of Sarah was wearing panties or not. Anyone could tell, though: she wouldn’t be wearing them in an hour.Smack!“Ten, Sir.”“Do you still think I’m a pussy, cunt?” Blake leaned in to whisper.“No, Sir.”That was what Blake did: he held her responsible. He didn’t ignore her or let her. . It was him, he began to talk rude with her, as he asked her "excuse me to get nasty nigga all over you". Shelly gave him a curious look, and told him just to watch where he is going, but he knew where he was going, and she was coming to. just up the path was the parking lot, and trees all around so know one was seem to be insight, as he carried her his large SUV was on the end of the trail, and within moments, she was inside with no one to call to. she asked him if he stole this car? as he. She pulled away from the kiss, smiled big, and said "Let's have some more fun Steve!"She began to tease her dad with the dildo, putting it in her mouth, then slowly moving down to her perky little tits, then to her flat stomach, and finally to the little landing strip of pubic hair right above her very moist pussy. She then moved it up Steve's stomach to his chest, where she circled his nipples with it before proceeding up to his neck and then his cheek. He parted his lips as she moved it. " "Too right I can!" I grinned. "Now, I think it's your turn to be measured." And with that Uncle Tom pulled off my riding boots and unclipped the front of my jodhpurs, pushing me onto my back on the couch while he wriggled my jodhpurs over my hip, patting the front of my jockstrap as he cast the jodhpurs onto the floor. My jockstrap was also soon discarded and now I found out why we needed the oil. Uncle Tom coated his index finger in olive oil and as he took my cock into his mouth he slipped.