She explained who she was and who you were. She apologized too. That led me here. And here I am, so what do you think?”“I wish I had known. I’m ...orry I never got the chance to be your father.”“I don’t blame you. I just… want to know you.”Tom was relieved to hear that. He spent the next hour and a half talking with Zoe. They talked about their respective lives. They talked about hobbies. They talked about ambitions. They talked and talked and talked some more. Tom wanted to know everything about. It was a instinctual thing to do for someone that had always done so after sucking off a lover. The cum tasted good, but I felt like a used up whore and I was in pain from the multiple partners that had fucked me over the evening. “I remember fucking you when I was about 16 years old and had stopped by Shawn’s to get some pot. Everyone called you BP back then and I remember tappin’ that fine ass one night. You were my first hooker I ever banged and I fucked you a few times when I was buyin’ my. His cum shot high into the air landing all over Erin’s back along with her butt. The three of them vowed to keep this between themselves. They were not to tell anyone what they had done that day. Over the next month or so each of them had vacations and college visits to attend. It had made it nearly impossible for them to get together again. The summer was going by fast and before they knew it there time together was coming to an end. They still had one special night left though. Erin’s. So one day I decided to take Amy with me to work to get her out of the house.Amy protested saying that it would be boring but after about half an hour of re-assuring her, she decided to give it a try. I went to my room and put on my thong, sports bra, yoga pants and a loose tank top and waited for Amy in the car. As I saw the door open and Amy walk out she was wearing yoga pants and only a sports bra. As she got into the car I asked if she didn't feel kind of weird being so exposed but Amy.