Now how in the hell was he going to explain that?The sixth love letter he found filled him with both fury and strange excitement. His own daughter had...written a love letter, in the most obscene terms imaginable, to the music teacher who lived across the street! Apparently Julie was not only making it with Mark Jensen next door, but with the leggy brunette across the street.Al couldn't figure out why the letters weren't mailed. Kids at Julie's age were funny, though. Maybe they just wanted to. She stood 5'6” with golden blonde shoulder length straight hair, blue eyes, and about 120 pounds. As she stood, she placed both hands on her back and rubbed her lower lumbar region. I fixed us both a drink, vodka and cran, with the ice I obtained from the front desk and we talked for about 45 minutes catching up on life. Then her phone rang and we all piled into my uncle's car for the short drive over to the reunion house. I saw my mom who was staying there in a room and we enjoyed great. . Tom found himself running his fingers through Jamie's wavy blond hair, a contrast to his own brown. Men or women, Tom had always preferred blondes. He now had thoughts of what it would be like to fuck Debbie ... and Shannon ... and Matt. He could picture his wife, son, and daughter sucking his dick and bending over for his hard cock, while he put his lips on the lovely bulge that showed through Jamie's pants.Tom felt a shock as he thought of what this meant, or rather tried to think. It was. Well see if you like this" and immediately he slammed my head on his cock and thrust into my throat, holding it there as my muscles involunatrily convulsed around his engorged bell end. Even now, as I fought for breath as he abused me, I was loving it. My nose was pushed into his pubes and his balls had slapped my chin when thrust his cock in my mouth. It was all I could taste, smell and feel. After what seemed an eternity he pulled out and I gasped for breath. He muttered "I'm not done",.