Such a stinging word. A word of complete disrespect. Only the worst of daughter's say it to their loving mothers."Bitch" echoed over and over in her h...ad as she took another two steps forward. The cold stare on her face crumbling just a moment. Her daughter's never faltered, cold as ever."I can wear that piece of trash any time, but I don't have or WANT to lower myself. Sluts and whores wear that garbage. You're my daughter, my angle, you don't have to..." I'm no slut! I'm sexy and you can't. "You know exactly why you can't have Mara..." But why not Monica? She's big enough?"Susan sighed. "Because you're too rough." Well that's 'cos you like it that way," said FJ sullenly.Susan had to admit that he had a point, and it wasn't the first time that he had reminded her of that."Well, prove to me that you can be much more gentle, and just maybe, I'll let you have a go with Monica." Today?" If you can satisfy me that you can do it the way she likes it, then yes."At that moment Mara gave a. I spat on her fingers. She licked them up. She spat inside my mouth. It felt like nectar. Then we started licking and deep french kiss. I put my tongue under the lower roof of her mouth. She said I taste like caramel custard. While our tongues were playing, my hand was pressing firmly on her waist.She was moaning. I tore up her dress. Now our nude bodies were stuck to each other and trying to merge as one. After I had done kissing her lips, I licked her ears, neck, her boobs, her armpits, her. "And you figured you'd get next to me and then find a way of taking me." It was not a question. "Don't lie about it. They all got the same idea. You know what happens to them... those others who try that?" He laughed. "I give them jobs, fuck 'em and then fire 'em. If you want to play that game with me, it's okay. I'd like to fuck you, but don't get the idea you can make a sucker out of me. I'm too smart for you. Well, what do you say?"Lynn didn't know what to say. She reasoned that she ought to.