I just wanted to throw Rebecca off of her daddy and take her place. I moved down and I kissed Sam full on the lips. Then he grabbed the back of my h...ad and I felt his tongue slip between my lips and into my mouth. He made my head feel all dizzy and when he stopped kissing me I whispered in his ear, ‘when you are done playing with the kids let me know because I want you to get on top of me and take advantage of me too.’ I then moved Rebecca back for a moment and spit on her father’s penis that. I had my BMW M3 convertible which I had paid for in cash, right before I got married to my now ex-wife Cynthia. I had a comfortable apartment not far from the bank where I worked, a thousand in savings, about five-hundred in checking, what remained of half of my 401K, my clothes, my job at the bank, and now thankfully, my sanity thanks to my divorce. Time to start over. ———- My name is Tim Cramer. What I look like is a banker, which is what I am. I’m just an average guy of 30 that is still in. There is this eighth grade boy named Ryan Hicks that comes to the pool every day in the afternoon around three. When he walks in and all the little girls start to gravitate to him including my sister Robbie. Robbie is in sixth grade. Well, going into seventh anyway.I have to admit, the boy is gorgeous. He is like a young Abercrombie and Fitch Model. He is on the community swim team and dominates the kids his age. He is 14 or about to turn 14 anyway. He has blonde hair and blue eyes. Yeah, I've. And for a while, her antics got her those hits of pleasure direct to her brain.Slowly her points started to climb, and the amount of pleasure direct to her brain dropped, and she was determined to keep on getting that rush. "Ok slave, start sucking those dildos clean, you nasty slut, and I want you to get it deep in your throat as far as you can!" She gulped and sputtered as she rushed trying to get the smallest one in, her other fingers pulling and pinching her clit. She was starting to.