When I told that periods didn’t bother me she smiled and kissed me saying that she is even more horny during her period, as are most women.We quickl... fell into a pattern where we would have sex every evening, I would go home to sleep, and then I would try to put my heart into work.It wasn’t working out as well as it should so Abigail asked me to move in with her. She obviously had the room and we were lovers, so why not?The next month was just a little different, her girlfriends had missed her. The sudden growth in your shorts told me that appreciated my sex act and wanted an encore viewing. Taking over you massaged my button while sucking my nipples like you’d never tasted anything so good in your life. My breathing heavied as you took two of your fingers and teased my pussy. “I thought you didn’t want this. But you’re body tells me otherwise” you teased as you probed one finger and then two into my saturated pussy. All I could do was moan. The contrast of your skin on mine added to. I quietly made my way down the stairs, though I already knew through their own attempt at being quiet, they had likewise made their way down the hallway towards Trish's bedroom. As I reached the bottom landing, I heard the faint click of my daughter's bedroom door as she closed it, and then locked it.Now that was unusual. We had always, always respected Trish's privacy while growing up. Never just barging into her room without knocking first, and without being invited to enter. And because of. He’d taken her in when she was found on the doorstep as no more than a baby and he was all that she’d ever known, there was no love from him he claimed to have named her for the village but in private confessed many times he had named her for what she was to him, a hex, a witches curse plaguing him. She never truly understood his hatred for her but then again there were many things she didn’t understand. Why her chest protruded in such a way, why her shiny ebony hair was allowed to grow so.