Understanding flowed through Abigail like a bubbling stream of water. He had smiled because he knew he was protecting his sister as was his duty given...to him by God. And he had smiled because that strangeness in him was Grace and she had been freed. It was no wonder she had smiled and walked with such pride.Abigail prayed once more and felt a warmth filling her that she not felt for many years. God smiled upon her. Within the wonder of the moment, she knew what a terrible price she and the rest. ”Andee picked up her wine glass and held Ted’s gaze as she sipped from it, flashing him a flirtatious expression as she did. Unbeknownst to him, she had quietly kicked off one of her heels. She smiled as he jumped at the sensation of her foot inching its way between his thighs and gently teasing his crotch.“And I'm willing to bet you’re wondering what does this naughty little slut have on underneath her dress this time,” she purred playfully.Ted reached down, grabbed Andee’s ankle and pulled. He fucked. I sucked. He called me dirty names, loudly, as he continued to fuck my mouth.“Oh fuck, yes slut. Suck my cock. Submit like the good little slut you are! Look up. Look into my eyes as you suck me, whore!”And then he grunted. He was holding onto my head. He had been holding and guiding my head right from the beginning. As he gave another grunt and then a loud moan, he pulled my head right down on his cock and then I felt his cock swell and start to pulse. His cum started squirting into. Today, I’m going to share a story with you guys and I hope you all will like it. I’m a young boy from a poor family living in slums of Hyderabad. My family consists of me, my father my mother who is 28 years old and my sister, my father work is a plumber. All the money he earns he spend them on drinking. We were struggling for food and daily expenses because of his drinking, the heroine of this story is my mother Kavitha, she is a house wife and she is from a remote village she got married when.