So it had been Chuck's son at the window, and here he was to hurl the accusation in her face, here to call her bitch and home wrecker and all the vile...things his young mind could conceive.He said, "I saw you and my father. I saw what you were doing with him."Regina's voice sounded thin and squeaky: "Yes, but Carey-- please listen and don't blame me, don't blame us too much--"Moving toward the bed, toward her, he said, "You were riding his face, but only after you gave him a head job." Carey,". "You follow behind me, sitting on my couch, your cock is in your hand as you slowly stroke it while I stand in front of you. I get on the floor, doggy style, my ass arched up high and spread my ass open....."Damn, Daddy likes that ass. I'm gonna fuckin' tear that ass up, bitch. You hear me? I'm gonna fuck the hell outta that ass!"I spread some oil on it and rub it in, while telling you how much I love getting POUNDED by a big, black cock and you come off the couch, pushing me down flat on the. “It has been a while since she came by and I thought that this weekend might be a good time to have her over.” Now that the shock of the initial question had started to fade from me I was able to contemplate the full ramification of the query and debated on what my answer should be. After a few seconds I grinned and replied, “I am sure that she will be more than happy to drop by for the weekend. Would you like her here tonight or would rather for her to have more time to get ready and greet. Tilting my head back, you latch your mouth onto mine, and begin harshly kissing me, as if you’re trying to suck the life from my body. When you thrust your tongue into my mouth, I stop fighting the intrusion, and open to you. My hands finally rise and tentatively touch your stomach. Moving my hands upward, they eventually grasp your shoulders and I pull you down toward me. You place one knee on the bed, against the crotch of my pants, and guide me back, moving me toward the middle of the bed. .