.." Kayla started to list the girls she knew that were fucking her father.Dad spun on her, his face so red it looked like it could melt steel. "Enough...” he bellowed, as Kayla was listing his sugar babies.I regained my senses and scrambled under the table to finally free mom. Her arms were soon loose but she stayed there, waiting for whatever was about to happen."First of all, they aren't my family. They are adults, who choose, of their own free will, to do things for me. Things I would never. Ooh, don't stop."I felt and saw her natural juices moistening those delicious lower lips as my fingers moved to part them and reveal the pinkness and her clit. My tongue flicked back and forward across it and her hips rose to meet my efforts. Her breathing was a series of grunted gasps while her hand worked furiously at my cock."What can I do? What can I do? Oh, it's—" I had quickened my movements, occasionally touching my tongue at her wet entry. Her head began thrashing and she almost howled,. ‘Aha, well, okay then. See you soon, yeah?’ I didn’t know what to say after she said that. I didn’t want to say anymore, then she pretended to trip and rubbed up against my side, her hand catching on my trouser pocket. Thankfully, I wasn’t pantsed. But something seemed a bit fishy about it… After classes, I went back to the dorms to see Bradley waiting impatiently outside the door. ‘You took the only key, fuckface,’ he announced. Without answering, I gave him a chummy smile and unlocked the. “What? How do you know him?” she asked, looking a bit worried.“I’m the owner of the jewellery store he works at you see,” I explained, “He seemed upset this morning, and so he told me all about you, and that you would begin working here. He wanted me to come here to give you a letter, to try to dissuade you from starting work here.”Linsey looked me in the eye for a long moment in complete silence, looking so serious.She then burst into laughter.“Oh my god, that’s so like Chad!” she said,.