Closed the door with the lock and he took me to a pool table. No messing about he bent me over it raised my dress and bent to lick my big white ass. h... spit on the smacked cheek and rubbed it in, this made it burn even more as the spit was hot!He hoisted the pink dress over my bulging saggy belly, whacked out from the black brat that had kicked and stretched it. The belly hit the cold surround of the table as he played with it. Pushing me down onto the velvet cloth with one powerful arm he. Then I felt a presence behind me. I breathed in, and I could smell my mother’s scent, and for a moment I felt utterly safe and loved. I felt her hands on my shoulder, and she asked, “Come and have dinner?”“Oh, what, Amma, where, I mean, I have not made anything, shall I order ” I asked truing around.She looked at me with that reproaching mother look “Well, if you don’t want what I made you can”“Amma, you mean” I said.“Yes, you dreamer, come.” She said ruffling my hair.I closed the browser and. ” Her tone, her expression and her body language are all gracefully contradicting. She’s assertive and strong, yet unsure of herself. Because of me. She wants to give, but isn’t giving in yet. She wants answers. She wants to know whether or not she’s good enough for me, but knows she’s worth more than how I have treated her. The pain of seeing the repercussions of my careless actions almost floods in. Then suddenly, I can’t stop the smile that spreads on my face. “It’s funny you should ask me. She sighed knowing she would give him anything he wanted then; yes, in time, even her cherry.She had heard about oral sex from some of the older girls in school who had talked about it being done to them. They all said how hard they had climaxed when someone licked and sucked on their pussy. K definitely wanted to try it.B hadn’t tasted a teenage pussy since years ago when he seduced the neighbor’s daughter. She was 16 at the time and was a little slut. K was only 14 well almost 15 but she had.