She tugged the top of the panties down and my shaft sprang forward. Within seconds she was sucking hard on my dick, gulping me down. I watched as her ...ed lips left traces of lipstick everywhere they went. I looked down at her, sucking me off like there was no tomorrow. Her blond hair swished gently against my thighs. I took her head in my hands, guiding her mouth over my throbbing member. She lapped at the head of my cock, teasing me to blow my load into her mouth. I knew how much she liked to. The pay from her minimum wage job didn't stretch very far. Carol was lucky her brother rented her his old house only charging her enough to pay for the taxes. Her husband left five years ago for a seventeen year old he'd met in the arcade at the mall, and it seemed that every day since was a struggle. He, of course, disappeared so he wouldn't have to pay any child support, "And what was he doing in the arcade anyway?" she asked herself for the umteenth millionth time. She'd always told herself. I could describe the dream but what’s more important here is that I got to see myself for who I am. I saw myself as you and everyone else sees me. A prize cunt.” Karen admitted with more confidence now that she had her children’s full attention.“Mom!” Joe blurted, appalled that his own mother would utter the very word that everyone in the family knew was far worse, in her opinion, than calling someone a nigger or a wetback or a chink.“Joe!” I said firmly, while appreciating that he’d spoken. "How far is your house from here?" she asked."We're almost to the danger zone," he answered."Almost there, you mean?" F.A.B." he answered.A few minutes later, he got off the Parkway into a residential area. He turned into a development of small houses and after a bit of meandering, turned into a driveway and pulled into a garage next to another old Ford Thunderbird, numbered "1." Thunderbird 1 was painted silver, and had a small rocket-like nose cone welded to the hood.Christine followed Brian.