Both of them were air force brats, actually. They had known each other as kids when their dads were in the Philippines. They were the closest of frien...s and rumor had it they may have been a little more than friends. I didn’t care, I got along with both of them. They must have had some drinks after work and felt like teasing me. I’m sure Chris was the instigator. ‘Well, if they can play I can too!’ I texted Marty. She probably thought I was going to send them pics of my cock. I didn’t get. Pooja spread her legs and lowered her ass, pushing the huge dildo in her pussy, in front of all those men. She took more than half of it and holding it with both her hands fucked it in and out of her cunt. All were looking at this terrific show and now all had removed the clothes and were really nude, caressing their own cocks while watching. " See friends how my Pooja is fucking the 12"dildo!. See her ass moving and boobs hardening watch my POOJA SLUT." I had too undressed and went behind the. You could almost hear the pain she felt at her alienation from her mother.Her mother was a very aloof, career woman who worked for a large (never specified) advertising agency. Her mother was raised in a cold and unaffectionate environment by well to do parents who had a marriage contract rather than a marriage. She in turn never learned to display affection except in the mildest of ways."All my life my daddy was the one who told me he loved me and took care of me. He bathed me, put me to bed. Feeling curious you tap on #LilithStrain and are greet by an array of random tweets that range from 'OMG so scared, parents have changed and now they're coming for me ' to 'Can't wait to have daddy's schlong deep inside me'. Flipping back you quickly tap on #TrustNoOne there was an array of tweets again but one stood out flicking down you brush your thumb against it and a video clip instantaneously started. A teenage sat nervously holding the phone as she parted her trembling lips to speak.