. "Well, what can I do for you, Mr. McDonald?" Mort, please," he said humbly."But I hardly think that--" Well, you see, that's why I'm here, Mrs. West... Or... can I call you Carla?" The question was rhetorical; McDonald hurried on with his talk. "You see, my son and your daughter have become friendly, quite friendly in fact, and I thought that under the circumstances it would be nice if the parents at least were acquainted. Tamera's a fine girl, Carla, one you should be proud of, and I don't. I looked closely for some sign that he noticed anything wrong. But we were instructed to clean house today so if anything was out of place it was easily explained. And he had no reason to check on his drug stash. I was reasonably certain that he didn't suspect anything.He gulped down half his Coke and said, "If you're hanging around hoping to get fucked, forget it. Kenzie sucked my cock on the bus on the way home. Get the fuck out of here and let me do my homework, bitch."Precious child. Isn't. We kissed again passionately, and then I moved down to her tits and then to her belly. I licked her inner thighs and moved up to her smoothly shaven pussy. I licked her cunt lips and then slid my tongue between them as far as it could go. Then I moved up to her clit, and she squirmed as I twirled my tongue around it. “Eat me, please!” Rahul Please eat me she yelled, grabbing my head and pulling it into her juicy pussy.That was it. I sucked her with my tongue as she ground my face in harder. I. Curious, I open the email, and its show a picture of me lying on the bed with my legs spread open. It's more like I just finish masturbated! Shock, and confused, I replied back to Chuck and ask; 'How did you get that picture?' Chuck respond; ' I snap you while you were into your devotion. ‘You made my dick very hard.' I wasn't afraid, or, show no fear; I was more curious where Chuck was hiding? Is he nearby? Or, peeping at me from an open window? All crazy thoughts came to mine head. I have.