The sight that greeted her was one that she’d never forget. Her fiancé, Jean-Claude, was viciously plunging his cock into a redheaded woman, who wa... holding her knees open so that he could have better access to her sloppy cunt. Chantal’s entire body went cold, then flushed with heat as she saw how his prick sawed in and out of the woman’s pussy and came away glistening with her wetness. She took a step backwards and fell against the door jamb. The noise brought Jean-Claude’s eyes to meet hers. " To her amazement he actually looked like he was listening. Interested. She shook her head. "I'm boring you with this." He shook his head, his hair moving softly. "Not at all." "Any man who isn't interesting in everything you have to say is a fool." He said locking eyes with her. "You really know how to lay it on thick." She said taking a sip of her cool glass of water next to her. He watched her throat as she swallowed it. "I'm not laying anything on thick. Why is it you always think I'm. I nodded.After dinner, I went to my sister's room. She was reading a magazine. Iknew that she wanted to be a hairdresser when she was older. So I wantedher to do my hair. At first, she laughed and said that my hair wasperfect. I started crying saying that it is not what I was used to. Ibegged her to do my hair as I couldn't ask mom or dad, as they thought Iwas still a boy called Stephen. My sister stopped smiling and said toherself that I was serious about this. She asked me if I was. She wasn't sure what was happening, but as he came down the stair that morning, she was in position, waiting to give him his morning blowjob. Before she could reach for his manhood, he stopped and said, "Put on your panties and follow me." He waited a second and then turned and headed back to the stairs. Sharon jumped up, ran to her dresser, grabbed a clean pair of panties, and, began hopping on one leg as she tried to pull on the panties and follow at the same time. David looked back, saw her.