"Date go well?" I asked, knowing it probably didn't. "He was nice and all" She answered as she made her way over to where I was sitting bending down r...ght between my legs and starting to stroke my rock hard cock. "But he was too nice and respectful to me" she continued as she stroked me faster. "After you stated to fuck me, I found that I liked being fucked and treated like that." "Treated like a slut bitch?" I replied. "Yes" She said as she started to lick my cock."Fuck me like the slut bitch. Is par papa ne kaha ki yaha mujhe jada lag raha hai aur tum roz ki tarah drama kar rahi ho tab mummy ne kaha tum to bahut pareshan karte ho.Mai unke bagal me hi let kar unki batein sun raha tha. Maine apni palko ko is andaaz me dheere se khola ki woh band si dikhayi pade.Maine dekha ki papa mummy ko kiss kar rahe aur ye kahe ja rahe hai ki aaj bahut jada lag gaya hai razai me bhi pair garam nahi ho rahe hai ab toh tumhare sharir ki garmi hi kuch kar sakti hai unki is baat par mummy ne kaha ki. She felt saferhere than at the stream. The assured privacy gave her a sense offreedom."I'm so hot," she moaned. She stood in front of the pony. Her handstrembled. "I'm going to strip for you, Beauty."Hot rippling tremors warmed the spongy depths of her virgin twat. Sheslipped off her blouse, her brown eyes glassy with desire. Beautystepped close to the c***d, nudged her, then whinnied. The barn reekedof the c***d's sex. Beauty sensed it, became anxious, expectant. He wasused to it. Tammy, his. In the end, Ruth informed her mother that she wanted nothing to do with children. Spite drove the next words from her mother’s mouth. “Is that because you can’t have any, because Tom sure can?” The truth eventually came out. Tom had had a child with some girl in another state. A boy of three or four it transpired. She knew he had had one or two girls before, but this was a secret he had kept; a secret that, he hadn’t purposely deigned not to tell her. It didn’t matter one whit that it had.