" I don't care about all of that Sandra. The fact that he touched any of you, whether sober or drinking was inexcusable. Also, he should have let me k...ow about everything that happened to all of you. I made it clear to him when he married your grandmother if something were to happen he was to let me know immediately. That's why I blame him and hate him for his actions. I would have moved mountains to help all of you, if I had known what was going on. When I see Bill, I am going to give him hell. Sure, I had done my share of “on your knees” duties but it was mostly with my complete accord and I did it mostly out of boredom at some dull and uninteresting duties that made one feel a bit lacking in excitement like an assignment that carried a certain amount of guilt and shame and that quick rush to the brain that signaled the tingle building between one’s legs.My new boss was a guy with a lot of academic honors after his name and that stooped over look of someone that had been loaded down. My cock had never been serviced the way she did and every time I saw a nude I was taken to that place where my cock is being swallowed by my slut. She literally gets my cock, 8 inches and thick, and is swallowing. I feel my cock slide down her throat with every swallow. The best head I’ve ever received. Ashley kind of went on a slutty spiral after things with Chris. Chris had cheated on her and it was all down hill from there. Or better said, down her throat. Ashley and I were always very open. She gasped, looking at my soft, young breasts and then smiled. She pulled off her top and then took off her bra. I smiled at her and lay back on the bed.“Lay on top of me and kiss me.”She straddled my lap and lay down flat on top of me. I could feel her soft breasts against mine and knew we were going to be doing this sort of thing a long time.She leant forward, planting her lips against mine. At first, it was a peck, and our lips seemed to press against each other for a while. I slowly opened.