I mean, yeah, she’s famous but she still cooked me breakfast in the morning. Until I was 12, I went with her on location shoots. I was ... I guess �...�home-schooled’ but not really. I learned from tutors on the set. She always put that into her contract. Once I started to middle school, she took a break from acting until I graduated high school. She didn’t send me off to prep school or tuck me away in a Swiss boarding school. I went to Hollywood High. She always did her best to keep me out of the. Myfamily are the people that care about me. The people that want thebest for me. Those people are my real family. My family are thepeople that came by to cheer me up."Chris? Why is there cold laundry sitting in the dryer?" I'm sorry, I forgot it was in there." You're getting pretty forgetful." I am miss, I'm sorry."Sara pulls out the laundry and places it on the laundry table forfolding. "Chris," she says, her tone ominously darkening, a changenot lost on Chris. "Chris get over here , now."What. I was having a hard time keeping my eyes on the road. I was just cruising along in anticipating of an enjoyable night ahead at home, when all of a sudden Maya unbuckled my seatbelt and started to open my pants. Once she got my button open and pulled my zip down, she started tugging on my pants. Though I was horny as hell and desperately wanted a release, I was worried of being stopped by the cops as our house was still quite a distance away. But when your dick is straining to get out and there. I kissed her again, tasting myself, and we sucked each other’s tongues greedily, moaning and whimpering together.I spread my legs as I felt her fingers dive into my soaking pussy, too desperate to control her now. She played with me mercilessly, delving between my folds, teasing my clit, bringing me closer to a climax with every stroke of her clever little fingers.My breathing accelerated, and I started mewling as I felt myself start to tip over the edge. Then, still playing with my clit, she.