“Revenge? On whom and for what?” I asked trying to get her to talk. “On everyone in my class.” she said with a venomous tongue. “So what’d...they do to you…?” I started realising I didn’t know her name. “Dante, Dante Cross. First they made fun of me because of my eyes, and then they did something horrible and unforgivable.” she said bitterly. Personally, I don’t think the eye thing bothered her all that much, so it had to be the other thing. And, if I knew what that was then I’d know how to deal. Afterwards I tried to open a file from paint and suddenly found a nude porn picture opened up. This created a surprise on both our faces. She said that her cousins and her relatives has been using the system and they might have saved the picture. I ignored it, and opened another picture which too was picture (fucking a girl) – I went for another picture – this time Malayalam actress – morphed – with a top – showing her boobs. I went with the picture to explain the activities which are in Paint.. She had to lift her head from the table, in order to suck him properly. No, to be of use to him, that would be a more correct term. His prick was bone-hard. She was wondering if her boss got turned on by having to handle her this way. “We won´t have much time, bitch..The wife will not be gone for very long…” he said as he pulled his cock out of her reach. Amelie snapped for air. Then he was behind her and he pulled her hips a bit closer to the edge of the table. Fingers slid out of her rear.. ..nothing like sucking a boy off, is there?" Kathy couldn't believe where the conversation was going...where it had already been. "So it's alright with you and daddy if I let boys...you know...fuck me?" Gladys laughed. "As many as you'd like, Kathy. As many boys...or men...or women as you like. I bought you something today...in that package on the table." "Not at all, Kathy. They are open so guys can get to your pussy easier in places where you can't take the panties off...like.