‘Good to drink’ I told myself. I pried open her thighs but immediately she resisted by pulling them together. I forced them harder and she brought...them together again. I knew she doesn’t want to make any noise while Mrs J is there reading, and I forced them apart again. Her knee hit the table, and she gave up. I pulled her knees wide apart opening her thighs wide. But not wide enough. My cock was pulsating with such anticipation. I began to trace her knee cap with my tongue again, and slowly. My eyes kept getting drawn back to her rings. Her boobs shook as she moved and I found the motion fascinating. She grinned as she caught me looking but didn't say a thing, and just winked as she took a fresh hit on the pipe. I dealt and turned up the jack of hearts. I had the King in my hand so I picked it up. That was a mistake, though it made sense at the time. Julie had the Left, the Ace, and a nine; her partner Paulie had another ace so we went down. I sighed and reached back to untie my. Now she’s even worse, she’s always drinking and has all these different black guys round the house and sometimes they stay over. I used to hear them fucking her all night long.I first met John when I was 14 and doing a paper round, he was always saying hello and being friendly. Then one day, he asked me if I would walk his dog for him and he could pay me some extra money.So every day after school I used to go and walk the dog for him in the park and on Saturday’s I did my paper round.He said he. ’ ‘You can’t do this to me!’, Daphne cried, stamping her foot and sticking out her lower lip. ‘Sol asked me to go. All my friends will be at the dance. And I have a new dress. I just have to go!’ Daphne stamped her foot again. It was one stamp too many. ‘I though that it might come to this. You are acting like a spoiled brat and I will not put up with it’ her Mother told her. ‘I am not a spoiled brat’, Daphne loudly retorted. ‘I’ve had enough out of you, young lady! I can see that words are.