My wife really was enjoying looking at the naked teenage girl. Apparently Angie was not allowed to put her knees together either. My wife patted a spo... next to her on the couch to sit where I had a great view of Angie’s open pussy.When my wife asked Angie if she were sexually active she replied that she wasn’t. Then she said that her father was the only one that could fuck her until she turned fifteen in a few weeks and then his friends could fuck her too…for money that is. Then she would. ..I had to..." Alison's face was so red, itlooked like her face was going to burst. "I started doing the same thing." "You...you played with yourself? Thinking of me?" Alison nodded andlooked up at her nephew. Her eyes were filling with tears. "I have no idea what came over me. I mean...I've known you since youwere three days old. I don't know why I did that. The only thing I knewwas that I liked it. I really liked it." She grabbed on to his hand andgave it a soft squeeze. . Quite the opposite. Since she worked a ful time job to support him during the day, this was the only time she had for her house chores. She worked hard and never slacked form her duties. But still despite her best efforts, keeping his house spotless, was a battle she was constantly losing. This of course earned her his contempt and frequent beatings. Much like when she cooked for him, she had to prioritize. The most visible messes had to be taken care of first. After which she worked on chores. ”“I see,” Wesley said. “What’s the young man’s name?”Amaya told him, and Wesley said nothing for a few seconds. She thought she had been afraid when the first cock slid into the hole. That was nothing. Wesley’s silence was far more terrifying. Amaya felt tears spring into her eyes as she wondered if this would the mistake that lost her Wesley. The tears stunned her, but she didn’t let herself think about it. She had to know what Wesley thought.“Amaya, listen very carefully to me,” Wesley said.