I fucked with your mind into fucking me!”“Oh” I said now calm. “But I still have some questions. I understand why I was cursing, you were so p...ssive about every violation thing I did to you, why those boys didn’t notice you being half naked, the teacher not being angry, why no one cared why I pushed you in the closet, my new super big penis (thank you by the way), & sort of ****d you, but that still doesn’t explained why you wanted me to **** you, & why you choose me. There must be many other. “No, it’s my daughter from home. Hello, Cassie.”David moved close to me so he could hear both sides of the conversation. Cassie had called Stan last night and the conversation got complicated when Stan made the comment that I wasn’t with him; that I was out on a date and went out dancing! Our daughter really got curious. I tried to make it look innocent, until David commented, where my daughter could clearly hear, “Tell her how well I fucked you last night and she’s going to have my black. Brooke waited a little bit, then took another puff, inhaled it, managed to hold it despite it hurting her untrained throat then blew it towards the old van's ashtray.“How's that?” she said triumphantly.Ritchie said, “You're a good smoker Blondie, I may have to start calling you Smokey.”The girl laughed a little and then took another puff, then blew it at the ashtray.She said, “That wasn't anything like what I thought it would be, they say it makes you sick and stuff.”Ritchie said, “It never. "Of course, sir. Gladly." Good girl."Without warning he grabbed the leash and soon his cock was in my mouth. It was different to other blow jobs I'd given. I was in control of them. If I felt that I was going to gag or something I could pull away. He was much more forceful and used the leash to pretty much fuck my face. I started to get teary from choking so much and my make up ran.His moaning signalled to me that he was going to come. He pulled the leash very tightly and soon I saw his load.