Mom's passed out on the couch, empty bottles surrounding her. The smell of beer hits me and I feel my bruised stomach turn. She's fucking disgusting. ...nd it makes me sick that I'm just like her. I can't deal with the problems in my life either. I just wish I wasn't one of her problems. I wish she said my name the way she says Melanie's.I sigh, starting to pick up some of the bottles. "Well, if it isn't little Sammie."Fuck. It's Mom's slime-bag boyfriend of the week, Steve. Every time he looks. Hands grasping the bedclothes, thighs clamped tight to Steve’s head and feet flat on the mattress, she raised her bottom from the bed as her orgasm shuddered through her, her breath came in ragged gasps as he continued to pleasure her with his tongue and she begged for him to fuck her. Only after she pleaded to be fucked, would he make love to her, slowly and deliberately, making sure she enjoyed every stroke. With half a tablet of Viagra, her clit was so engorged that she was in a constant. He sat himself down next to Beth, I just sat and stared at him. 'This your girl?' 'Yeah she is! This is Beth.'I didn't even think before I said it, I should've told him to fuck off but I just let him carry on. 'She's been teasing a lot of guys tonight ain't she?' I didn't move or say anything, I was just staring at Beth, she looked amazing tonight. She was in her short brown skirt, her knee high boots, a tight low cut top and all done up with her make up and hair done. 'Gave us a real good show. His face was flushed red now, perhaps due to the exertion, or embarrassment of behind discovered...or maybe both. As his cock let out another squirt, he reached down, and covered the glistening, purple head with the palm of his right hand. This time the fluid didn’t spray over the carpet, but instead I saw it ooze out from between his fingers. He let out a moan, as his hips thrust again and another load came in his hand. He looked over to me, his hand covering his penis, dripping with cum. “I’m.