“However I am surprised in a way you haven’t shagged around knowing your trashy background and that dirty hovel you came from. I fucked your sis C...arrie, at your wedding.” Carl whimpered and rubbed his hands through his hair in despair. Mabel grinned. “Im not surprised, she is a real slag. Presumably you didn’t pay her?” “Fucking hell Ray, let’s see she would only be fift ... no sixteen then you bastard,” argued Carl. “You know she is a hooker Carl. Don’t be fucking stupid,” Mabel admonished. "Let me help you with those Kelsey." I said walking up to her."Thanks Jeff, these are kind of heavy." She said with a laugh.I followed her into her kitchen and set her groceries on the counter where she had indicated. While she put her groceries away, I hung around talking with her, mostly about college and such, but the whole time my eyes kept going to her tits, pressing against her blouse.Kelsey turned to thank me one last time, and as she looked at my eyes, she froze. I held her gaze, my. They came with them from Serbia and like my parentsthey were undocumented.I knew my first name was Marko so they called me Mark. I never knew myreal last name, or my new "Grandparents" real names. They only told me itwas not safe for me to know when I asked. In later years I assumed thesecrecy was due to the same gang related problems that my real parentswere killed over. Peter and Rose Cedric were good to me and spoke perfectEnglish with no accent, Which I always thought strange. We moved. We literally banged each other, speeding up on a one way route to our much needed and delayed orgasm.Each time my cock rubbed her G spot, she let out a yelp, that became louder and louder as our raw fucking continued. She instinctively was tilting her pelvis to get more friction on her G spot, helping me helping her on her way to heaven.I was getting lost in my lust and was screwing her wildly with all the power I could deliver through my pelvis. It sure pleased Ann and I felt I was losing.