Somehow, she knew he wasn’t going to hurt her. There was too much love in his touch. In fact, she’d bet that she’d know him if he took off the m...sk. The smell of her pussy became stronger, then she felt his finger touch her lips. The same finger he had just used to make her cum. Now he was sliding it past her lips into her mouth. Gina hesitated only a moment before closing her lips around the digit and sucking it. She swirled her tongue around his finger, tasting her own pussy cum and. She and some of her friends, most of them were teachers like her, they went there to celebrate mom’s birthday. It was amateur night and my Mom got so drunk she got up on the stage. She didn’t know it at the time but another teacher was there, Mr. Larsen, and he took some pictures of my mom stripping, and he’s been blackmail her ever since. Jim took mom home that night and they started dating, a couple of years later they got married.They had only been married for a little over a year before the. Her mind kept straying back to the events of the night before, trying to make sense of it, but it was too bewildering for her to comprehend so she forced herself to think of other matters. She found herself thinking of her own Mother, Stepfather and her younger sister. Her Dad, who was an alcoholic and violent when drunk, had thankful left when Angie was nine, and her Mum had remarried a couple of years later. Her Step Dad was strict, but very fair and loving. Angie knew that her family would. I squeezed them, giggling them beneath Frank's tight T-shirt. They were so much—Right, the spanking. I can't let myself get distracted. I headed into the living room.Frank was sitting on the couch, his robe open, his cock half-hard. He grinned at me, his hazel eyes locked on my breasts. He was a handsome man, in that sexy, nerdy way. I was glad I was pretty enough for him."Do you want to see my naked tits?" I asked as he stared, my pussy growing wet. I loved the attention. I couldn't help.