She opened the refrigerator for a can of beer. The blast of cold air hit her breasts. Heather felt her nipples grow completely hard until goosebumps p...ppered her areola. Samson openly stared at them when she handed him the beer. "Perhaps, there's some other way we could repay you?" Bitch," said Samson reading her shorts, "you're the only thing in this shithole worth anything. If I can't have you, then I'll just hafta wait for fat Frank to get home. I should fire his lazy ass." Are you going to. Each bite sends shivers up my spine and shocks to my pussy. I feel his hands slide down my body to my pussy; he slowly slides a finger into my bikini bottom and grazes my pussy. “My my, you are wet,” he says. He slides his finger inside me and pulls it out. It’s shiny with my pussy juices as he rubs it around my lips. I open my mouth and suck my juices off his finger; they’re sweet and warm. “It’s good huh baby, that pussy taste good?” “Yes Daddy,” I mumble around his finger. He lays me back. I liked that rule. Then Dad taught me what oral sex felt like. We were in a sixty-nine but I couldn’t concentrate so it was just him eating my pussy and I loved it. Dad gave me three orgasms that night and I fell asleep more content than I had been in a long time.In the morning Dad and I were bright and chipper at breakfast while Mom and the boys were exhausted from a long night of sex. Yes, sex! She had let the boys fuck her for the first time, and the second time and about four more times. What’s this? Eighteen and already into bondage? It seems our precious Angela had a burning desire to be tied up and was even toying with the idea of a little pain mixed with her pleasure. She’d been eyeing some nipple clamps and some paddles on some online sex shop recently. She was quite the sexual creature. Personally, I think she was miles out of Brandon’s league, but a promise was a promise. *Angela, someone named Brandon is going to come up and introduce himself, and he’s going to be the.