He drank it and we stood in the kitchen. I leaned against the counter and played with my hair, once again starring at his toned abs. “You look prett... young.” “do I really look that young?” I said, looking at him seductively. He grinned, catching my playful question. “Well I don’t know many older women who have an ass like that.” I giggled and blushed at his compliment. He approached me and I could feel the warmth coming off of his body. “Never seen a pair of tits like that either. A girl who. I’d swallow my long held pride and ask my older brother for the money to fix Richard’s car!You see, it wasn’t called abuse when I was 14 ; that age-old pedo-sex ritual was coyly referred to as ‘being interfered with’ and Brad was twenty-one when he first started on me. He was also engaged to be married to a respectable business woman!But Brad rewarded me with a dollar or so; saying we were special buddy’s; that he was my ‘sugar daddy’. As I got older his payments rose to $20 a fuck and our. She was so soft and plump in all the right places. Thick thighs and a small waste, Kattie was the definition of sexy. And she was the best little slut any daddy could ask for.“Hello? Anyone home?” a voice called from downstairs. It was her mother.“Oh shit!” gasped Kattie, as she jumped off her dads lap and grabbed her robe. Her father quickly pulled up his sweat pants, tucking his still hard and unrelieved cock into his pants. His wife had gone out of town, as she often did, to go visit. Then for some days we had sex chats. after few days there was a function in her house. She asked me to come. I told I ll come only if she gives me kiss. She told Ok. Finally on that we smooched. It was most unforgettable moment for both of us. I pressed her boobs as she left a small moan. Then she started playing with my cock. She gave a nice handjob. we could n;t proceed as we were afraid if someone would catch us.Then for many days we continued for sex chat and we couldnt meet as her husband.