I tried to come on to a different foster father,hoping he'd want me, maybe get me pregnant, married, like the first onewanted. Who knows what I was th...nking? Stupid teen thoughts. As Candi,that's all I knew of men, and as soon as I grew boobs again, men weretrying to take advantage of me. I still thought all I had was my body,like Candi," Jessica explained. "But that's when I realized somethingelse; I wasn't Candi, thanks to you. I still had a useful brain,"Jessica chuckled. "It was weird, I. She spread her legs to either side of the wide seat, putting her entire body on full view. She had to be one of the most erotic things I have ever seen. Her sex was fully shaved and glistening with anticipation, her nipples were so hard that they pointed up from her perky breasts. Her eyes were pools of desire that I could cum just from gazing into too deeply. I lightly grazed my fingers up her inner thighs and traced her swollen outer labia. She inhaled sharply and rotated her hips a little,. I arrived at her house five minutes before we had scheduled to meet. The house was very beautiful; it featured a well maintained garden, single driveway where she parked her sleek silver Audi and a small tile pathway to her doorstep. I rang the doorbell and I could hear her footsteps. The constant knock of heels on a wooden floor was present. She opened the door wearing a stunning black dress which revealed a substantial amount of cleavage and urged me to wonder what was beneath it. Her figure. Secondly he disclosed that they do it pretty much most nights and he's heard them do it loads of times. Thirdly he told me how much he enjoys listening to them. So when he asked if I wanted to see how much he enjoyed it, damn right I was intrigued. When he stayed over he would usually sleep in pyjamas or shorts and t-shirt but it was the start of summer so he was just wearing boxers. When he whipped the quilt back, there was a tent in his pants! The light in the room wasn't great, I was afraid.