......I woke up in my room the next morning. I quickly noticed the extra weight of my bust and began to tear up when I realized it wasn't a weird drea.... I was Clare Long. Hunter's girlfriend, youngest daughter of Trevor and Laura Long, and God knows what else. My phone beeped and I grabbed it. My stomach sank when I saw it was from 'babe'. After I tapped the accept button a good morning text appeared on my screen."Morning beautiful. I dreamed 'bout you last night." It read.My heart skipped a. I can see your full intentions of doing whatever I wantclearly and walk out of the room. You know what’s comingnext, as you can feel your whole body tense withexcitement. Your body convulses with the first stroke of Rusty’stongue against your swollen slit, and you cry out, “Ohyes! Lick my cunt Rusty… treat me like your bitch!!” I stand in the doorway watching Rusty work hismagnificent tongue along your soaking wet pussy. Witheach lick of his tongue…your. I pulled Jo's panties to one side, her cock burst forward in all its hard glory, fucking hell I though, that is one hard and sexy cock, one that I slipped into my mouth, Jo reciprocated and began to suck me also, wanking and sucking each other was so fucking hot, her cock was so hard, in my mouth, Mmmmmm tasting her pre-cum as Jo expertly sucked mine, squeezing my balls and sliding her finger into my arse, I know then that it would be Jo fucking me.We enjoyed around an hour of foreplay until Jo. Where Vivien had done as little as possible for me, with Tyler she was almost the perfect mother (at least in the beginning). I’ve never hated my mother, she made her choices as we all do and I, for one, have no right to criticize her for them. I wouldn’t be the person I am today if she’d been someone else. But let me say this, I may not have hated my mother but I do hate my father. I blame him for my childhood, or lack thereof. I was never a kid, I grew up in a hurry so that I could survive. I.