Even though she could not remember even having sex with Tom, the video clearly showed her fucking him. And, from the look on her face, she almost appe...red to be enjoying it!Vanessa looked at Tom with undisguised anger. "How could you do something like this? You're despicable!" "That I am, Mrs. J," said Tom smoothly. "But you weren't saying that last night!" "I was d**gged . . . I had to be . . ." All that matters," said Tom, his voice in complete control, "is that there is proof that you were. .you really do look...good. I do a good job! I bet you could even fool people in the streets or at the bar," she smiled."Maybe, but I don't think I look that much like a girl to fool people," I replied."I bet you 50 dollars that you could fool people at the bar into thinking you were a girl. Hell, you might even get picked up by some guy. Want to take that bet?"I froze. Stared at the mirror for a few seconds before finally saying, "Sure, I could use the cash"It didn't take long for me to find a. I'd been wet all afternoon, it only made me wetter. I wanted to get out of there, get home and get my dad's cock in my pussy.We ate and then my dad asked them if they'd like to come over for a swim. He said we shouldn't waste any warm weather we had because we'd be shivering soon enough. I couldn't believe he asked them over. I wanted to go straight home and get the shit banged out of me. I guess I'd have to wait.They followed us home. Jason was driving his mom's mini-van. How embarrassing!. ‘I’m so tired. I don’t think I could put them on myself, even if I wanted to.’ She yawned and tried not to cringe at the pain shooting through her leg. ‘Hmm.’ He gentle placed one leg in the panties and gave her a considering look. ‘Hmm what? I know that tone. I don’t like that tone.’ She wagged her index finger at him. ‘What tone are you referring to?’ He whistled innocently. ‘That tone of mischief.’ She squinted her eyes giving him ‘the look’. ‘Moi?’ Pointing to himself with his thumb, he.