She'd been abandoned by her father atan early age; this much was certain. The abuse that she'd claimed to havesuffered at the hands of her older broth...r and, later, her uncle, wasless so. The therapist to whom she'd confided these memories had beenunconvinced of their verisimilitude at the time. Nevertheless, theseevents she held up as justification for her abhorrence of all thingsmasculine.This was not to say that she eschewed men. Quite the opposite, in fact,but her requirements in male. After a long moment, the door was opened by a sweet young girl, that resembled the pictures he had seen at the old woman’s house. Again, he felt a surge of anger, as he pictured the invalid old man fondling, and doing God-knows-what-else, with the innocent-looking teenager standing before him.He explained the purpose of his visit, and she invited him inside with a friendly smile. The girl was dressed in a short bathrobe, and her face and legs looked damp.She probably was taking a shower when I. She was enjoying the pleasure really good and I moved my tongue the same way in her ass to and gave her a different pleasure and in a different world she was asking for more and more, no I had a relaxed tongue and licking her cunt from the bottom to top of her cunt and till her ass at times. I can see her orgasm many a times because she is getting this pleasure for the first time and she looked to be really glowing with pleasure and now she for a change garbed my erect dick and put it in her. ”Kirk pulled it on around him, and while it was perhaps a size too large for him, he was able to look presentable zipped up halfway. Karen was grinning from ear to ear at me.“What?” he asked, looking around at himself. “Does it look funny or something?”“No, it’s just…” she hesitated. “I guess I’m just amused by the fact that you’re wearing my dad’s shirt ‘cause I’m wearing yours.” “We could trade, y’know…”“Not a chance. This one’s mine forever, got it?” he nodded, and she kissed him quickly..