“Do you think I could have a shower, please, Miss,” I asked her in my best little girl pleading voice, proud that I had remembered to add the ‘M...ss’ at the end. Instead of answering, she simply crooked her finger at me and beckoned me over to her. I stood at a place that she had pointed to, directly in front of her. She looked me up and down. She reached up with both hands and gripped my nipples and squeezed them gently, almost lovingly.“How are these pretty tits, little tart?” she asked me and. He didn’t see anything wrong with smacking her mother around when her mother ‘stepped out of line.’ Wanda’s hid this from her children (or thought she did) as much as possible. She bounced around foster homes and juvenile centers from age nine to sixteen. Therefore, the concept of ‘home’ didn’t mean as much as it should have meant for a child. She was really a smart kid. She, probably, would have been in advanced classes and on the fast track to a successful college career. The ‘what-if’s’ in. He soon found my cock, i expected his to tell me to go but he just kissed me smiled and started to wank me, i very nearly cum right away, he then took his own cock out and told me i can touch it if i wanted. It was the first time i touched and mans cock and it felt nice, I wanked him till he shoot his load a he kissed and groped me all over then went home.... The next night i went back not knowing what to expect. This time he got me to suck him and also sucked me, i gave my first blow job as he. Connie had stepped into the shower saying she would catch up soon.Sandra had no doubt taken Donna back to her condo in town where her sister Shannon had stayed. I was just finishing my second cup of coffee when I heard the front doors being unlocked.I could already tell by the walk it was Donna. I stepped to poke my head outside my door and motioned her my way. She had the large bag of our favorite - McDonald’s biscuits!“Good morning Sir! I forgot to ask what Ms Connie liked in the way of.