Dinner was relaxed. Mary watched her daughter carefully, though, wondering how to broach the subject. It was a delicate topic for mother and daughter ...o discuss. Finally, sitting in the living room with the television tuned to a rerun of NCIS Los Angeles - she liked LL Cool J - and Cassandra curled up in the armchair, she took a deep calming breath and spoke."You've had sex, haven't you?" Mary said.Cassandra flushed. "Why do you ask?"It was Saturday, laundry day, and as Mary did the laundry. I start moaning with pleasure as one moves behind me to take your place, tasting me between the legs; he starts running his tongue over my tight little hole as the American slides his fingers into my pussy. They stand up; taking my hands and making me caress their cocks through their jeans before exposing themselves and pushing me to my knees to suck them both. As I run my tongue over the Americans cock and stroke the other I see you from the corner of my eye leaning against the tree and. Besides her physical charms, she also had been a brilliant student and very popular in school. This popularity may have been the cause of her present condition.Although she was a virgin, she had a couple of boyfriends with whom she was very close.They often visited her at home and hung around her after school, making her stepfather very nervous. Her real father had died when she was a baby. Her stepfather was always accusing her of fucking them and of being a no-good tramp. This hurt her. The way he was so casual, so cool, so calm.. drove me wild. The fact that he didnt pay me much attention, drove me insane. I wanted.. needed.. craved his attention. Every time I saw him, I just licked my lips and wanted so badly to taste him.. and when I looked at the bulge in his pants.. my mind went nuts. I so badly wanted him to just bend me over and take complete advantage of my wet pulsing pussy, that so badly ached for him He was an older guy, and his confidence & humor turned me on like.