Maybe this was the answer. It was just me and dad home, Cindy was at work till late and mom was… Well, mom was, I don’t now exactly. Mom was prope...ly out fucking the mailman or the milkman or maybe the bum down the street. I didn’t really know, she and dad didn’t really get along. He would bust his ass at work and she just fucked any guy that looked her way. I don’t know why dad was still with her. I know that mom would not survive without him and for him he could do a lot better. But I guess. Me: Oh my what am I eating.S: Don’t talk.Pushing me back onto her leg.S: Yes I applied the blueberry cream, this was his favoriteIt was so beautifully tasting pussy that looked and tasted like a cake. I started circling around the clit then tickling it fast with my tongue. I alternated every single clit technique I knew.Slowly lifted her up a bit enough to reach her ass and started fingering it. She moaned louder and louder. She had both her hands inside her bra clenching in pleasure and. May I sit down” ? “Yes of course” I said as I ushered her into the lounge. “This Close is not called “Swingers Close for nothing you know” she ventured with a smile.” On seeing the startled looks on our faces she continued “Let me put you fully in the picture then.“In this Close there are twenty four swinging couples, and what happens is every Saturday morning is I take twenty four blank white envelopes and cards, and on each card I write a house number of one of the participating couples, then. We'll have to find the strength and just do it no matter how reprehensible and horrid and foreign it might seem.'Page 12. 'After what he's done to me, nothing would please me more. I hate to say it but I want to cut his penis off. I want to smash his testicles since that's what's motivating him to do all this in the first place. I hate him. I despise him. I want to murder him myself. You wouldn't even have to help.' 'No. No, we do it together. He's injured my baby girl. No I want.