At least he didn’t deep throat her. An ironic laugh that threatened to spill into hysteria had to be caught and dealt with. The bastard had led her...through the crowd back to her husband with a gob of his cum on her face. Making her wipe it onto her tongue was a revolting trick. The acrid salty taste was impossible to ignore. What the hell would Margo make of it if she found out? ‘For pity’s sake let me swallow your damn cum.’ She whimpered. The very idea of begging a stranger to let her. At least not in the beginning. But if the situation demanded a reaction, I tried to be ready for it.”“Like you did in getting married to a fifteen year old girl with a baby?”“I’d rather keep my family separated from this business. But yes. Besides, it’s not her baby. It’s her sister’s, who died. We just adopted her.”“And you intend to stay married to her? You know that it may raise some eyebrows.”“For the time being yes. At least until the citizenship issue is resolved. But we intend to keep a. In two quick pulls I had them off and she kicked them onto the floor.Except for her soft yellow panties, my 14-year-old niece was now totally naked, lying next to me on the sofa.Goose bumps on the child's naked skin indicated that she was either feeling the cold in the room or else she was embarrassed by her near nudity. Not wanting her to be uncomfortable, I leaned over and grabbed the blanket that was still lying on the floor. I pulled it over us. Kristina reached up and pulled it close to. Simon gratefully took the hankie to hide his tears and he rubbed hiseyes vigorously; too vigorously. Dorie Lou's hankie was a small, lacy,pink little girl's hankie and never meant for such heavy use. Simon's tears drew the pink dye out of the hankie and left large pinksmears over his face. Dorie Lou giggled and the bus driver smiled as shepulled up at their stop."You'll have to wipe those stains off your face darling," she smiled."What stains?" gulped Simon."Look in the passenger mirror,".