“Then he marked me her, honey…just over the nipple like the first one.” Laurie stood slowly and spread her long legs in front of her daughter’... gaze. She stretched the skin above her tattoo and pointed to another red mark there as well. “This was his final mark, baby. Did it hurt? Just a little when his teeth cut the skin…but if he marks you like this, baby, I’ll make you feel all better. I promise.” I knew if I touched myself, I would spurt all over the breakfast dishes. “But what does a slut. He moaned as I put my lips on the head of his cock. With no teasing I immediately slipped his hard cock in my mouth. Wrapping one hand around the base of his cock I went to work sucking him off. With every bob of my head I took his cock deeper in my mouth until I gagged a little as it hit the back of my throat.Pulling my mouth away from his cock I turned around and crawled on all fours towards the bathroom giving them another view of my arse. Once inside the bathroom I felt the cold hard floor. He changed his work garbs to casual and nondescript streetwear, said goodbye to his workmates and decided not to waste any time today even with a light supper. These casual pants, as always, needed to be easily and quickly unzipped and zipped, it was pivotal that they do that. The remaining parts of his streetware needed to be as inconspicuous as humanly possible. He didn’t want to attract any prying eyes on these streets, save for the ones on his actual target, normally cute girls in their. After that, we were inseparable, and I think we fell into a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship without ever formalising it. I even went to church with her a few times. One day, after church, we went to my place - at this point, all we'd done was to kiss and hug, nothing more - but we started to argue in the car (I can't even remember what it was about), but she was pretty mad. When we got to my place, the argument continued inside, and she stormed outside - I let her go, but followed a few.