Cena Sr, struggles not to immediately begin drooling at the sight of Nikki’s amazing rack. ‘Nikki, what the hell is going on? I thought you knew ...hat I was coming back!’ ‘Oh, I did.. I wanted you to see me like this. After all, if I can’t get comfort from John and get him to meet my needs, then I might as well get it from the nearest thing… and what could be better than getting that from his father?’ ‘Nikki, I’m flattered.. but, I’m a married man. There’s no way that I could do that to my. I reached down and rubbed her pussy and I could feel her getting very wet.Her fat pussy lips were moist and swollen; her hard clit peeked out from underneath her hood, throbbing with excitement. She had a small mound of Greyish pubic hair, not too thick, and her pussy smelled really good, nice and musky, ready for some cock.I started to suck on her tits for a little while, and then positioned myself between her legs. I pushed my cockhead against her opening and slowly pushed it in.I can still. I wasn't even interested in other girls in my town, that were closer to my age. I was suddenly taking notice of the developing curves on her body, the self-assured way she walked around. Lia was no longer the gangly, stick-thin sister, that I ignored. She was emerging into a sexually charged teeny bopper, or so I imagined in my head.My planned confession to her, about what I saw on that basement sofa, faded away. I just couldn't bring myself to start a conversation about it. I suspected that. As she closed the door to her cabin, she wondered how different her life might have been if she met Sam instead of Paul.She sighed as she dismissed that fantasy. Back then she was not interested in Marines or anything associated with the military for that matter.She pushed the thoughts regarding Sam aside and first tried to call Sister, just to make sure her most unusual friend was still safe. Martha used the last contact she had. “System, connect me with Tria Cinolone. She should be on my.