His hand moved from my waist to my bottom straight away, and then balancing me on the edge of the freezer he began to rub my bottom. I tried to get a...ay, but he held onto me. I knew it was a waste of time calling out, knowing my family, one or more would join him, so I just stayed there, with him putting his hands all over my cunny and bottom. After a few minutes he put me down onto the floor again, but his hand was still on my dress, so that it was then bunched up in his hand, and my. Three of those strokes and she sat back as her she came all over my cock, her big tits bouncing in all directions. She really came this time, soaking my crotch with her woman come. I let her come back to earth, and asked her to lean forward and rest her tits on my chest. She did so, asking me, ‘Are you ready to fill me?’ My cock was stiff as a steel rod now. ‘Yes, I am sweet Sam. I’m going to give you all the come you wanted, enough to keep you dripping wet for the whole ride home. I love the. BUT HE IS SHY BOY.I COULD GUESS THAT HE HAD NO GIRLRIEND.WHOLE DAY WAS PASSED BUT HE DID'NT CAME I WAS CURIOUS WETHER HE WILL COME OR NOT.IN ALL THESE THOUGHTS I WAS ROAMING IN THE HOUSE.AROUND 5:30pm THE BELL RANG,I OPENED THE DOOR IT WAS JOHN.I WANTED TO SHAKE HAND BUT TO MY SURPRISE HE HUGGED ME TIGHTLY.UMM I ENJOYED MY BOOBS PRESSED AGAINST HIS CHEST.HE RAISED MY EXPECTATION TO GET FUCKED BY HIM TONIGHT.LATE EVENING HE WENT OUT FOR SOME WORK.AND IN HOUSE I WAS PLANNING HOW TO ATTRACT HIM. I think we felt betrayed, too, but on more than one occasion I thought that, under other circumstances, my father might have made a good Taliban. His political beliefs were rabid. He felt like women were inferior creatures and should be controlled by a man. He certainly acted like he owned Mom and Cathy. The fact that he based this on the Bible rather than the Koran didn’t make any difference, really. The way he had treated Cathy was a little like an honor killing, without the actual killing.