The camera caught the movement of the door opening. John walked through the door and held it open for Suzanne. She was dressed as she had been in the ...ictures. As soon as the door closed, he guided her by the shoulders to her knees., unzipped his pants, and proceeded to fuck her mouth. It was him fucking her, not her giving him head. He held her hair and used her mouth on his cock right there in the entryway to the room. It was very rough. I couldn't believe he could be that rough. It had to. By the time I was thirteen I was getting used to my scoldings from mum because she always left the door open. If she even suspected I took a peek I would get a spanking. It was one day after school that my world changed. I walked by her room as I went towards mine. Instinctively I turned my head towards her room as she screamed out. What I saw was a heavily tattooed Latino-Mexican man on top of her. She spotted me and again I got called into her room. Again she yelled at me for staring. I. I am in my bra and thong in front of my dearest friends and two stipper strangers. I did not espect this to be happening. The lingerie I had on was more revealing than I would wear for anyone but my hubby to be. I took my seat again. I could see some leering from both of them. As they started in again, I noticed they would both hang around me more than my friends. They were now grinding very hard on my thighs. Instead of grazing my face, they were now grinding into my face as well. Both had a. “Sorry darling, I’ve been here a couple of minutes, you looked so young again getting undressed, it took my mind back to when you used to live here, can I come in?”“You don’t have to ask dad, of-course you can come in.” I took him by the hand and led him across to the bed. I sat him on the edge and as I stood in front of him, he pulled me to him and kissed my belly button. He put his hands behind me and I felt him gently knead each cheek of my bum. He made his tongue into a little point.