Much to my shock and surprise, my step-daughter Shannon looked at me, and said, "Why would that be a big deal? Maybe if that was what I was into, that...s what I'd want to do. I didn't think you'd judge?"I just smiled and said, "I don't judge. I'm repeating what your mom said. That's all."Shannon just smirked and said, "Well, she should stop being so fucking lame. She's just boring as hell. Probably why you're frustrated because you don't get any ass."I just looked at her and laughed."Jesus. He took hold of Gina's arm, pulling her to stand upright before turning her around to face him."Lay back on the desk!" Jimmy instructed.Gina laid back, resting upon the desk. Jimmy's hand spread her legs wide, where her wet pussy glistened. Jimmy dropped to his knees, and without warning, his head thrust itself into her soft mound. His tongue forced it's way between her pussy lips, pushing them aside as it entered into her wet, dark hole."Oh fuck!" Gina groaned.She could feel his hot breathe. His family wasn’t at all typical but they wanted the people in their new town to see them as a family. All hell could break loose if people discovered their real identities, so they mostly kept to themselves.Jack, came across as your typical All-American guy next door. Much taller than average with brown hair, he had golden brown eyes that looked like butterscotch.The first day of school is always horrible but transferring in the middle of the year seemed like visiting the ninth circle of hell. She took it and hung it up in the first apartment she moved into by herself. She even kept it hung even after her and her second husband moved in together and they had their first child. Morgan lingered on the thought of when she finally hung it for the final time. It was one week before the birth of her second baby when they all had officially moved into their first home. She remembered how she reminisced then just as she was now. The painting had shared in every moment and was a part of every.