She didn't even gag. She just accepted his erect penis into her throat. He left his cock lodged deep in her facecunt while he steadied himself with hi... hands on either side of her hips, his feet stretched out above her head, his cock in her tight, willing throat. She played with her pussy with one hand and her tits with the other. She was so horny right now. She loved getting her face fucked, it reminded her of her uncle who used to face fuck her when she was just a little girl. Of course it. "This is seriousbusiness!" she informs me. Like it's my entire fault that Jack starteddating a real girl.She pulls out one of my prettier, more seductive dresses that I've worn tochurch a few times, and grabs some hose instead of tights. "You need tostart growing up a little," she tells me. She knows how concerned I amabout the prom. There is no way in the world a boy would invite me out tothe prom, knowing the situation I'm in. I'm not sure what Jack's motherwants, but apparently, Mother wants. “Thanks I needed to be reminded about that”, Marc laughed. “Sorry, but you know what I mean. I’ve thought about it all day and really the only thing I can think to do is that we avoid my dad for now”. “We’re going to have to face him eventually Amy”, Marc replied. “I know Marc, I’m not just avoiding the situation, and I really think it will be the best way to handle it. We go to the house while my dad is at work and we just talk to my Mom. She can handle dad better than anyone else. We explain. But this week was special though, as it was his 85th birthday today. Bill had Alzheimer’s and remembered little and almost never recognized us. Every visit he would call us by someone in his history's name. Sometimes it was funny as he often mistook Linda for his deceased wife Betty or some old girlfriend. I would giggle when he would do this and grab Linda's ass, or her boobs or make some lewd suggestion. Today was one of those days. He thought Linda was Betty. When Linda reminded him today.