I know Susan's type. She's one of those Bible thumpers who are raised to obey their parents and preacher without question. People like that always obe... their doctors without question too. I'd have to do something reaaaally outrageous to get her to think twice about not trusting me.But then again, I AM planning on doing something really outrageous! Hee-hee! Suzanne Pestridge will be tickled pink, I'm sure.Akami appeared at the door to the waiting room. To Alan, it seemed almost as if she was. Shaking the thought away, she moved to the bed and lay upon it, welcoming its gentle rolling, the give of it beneath her ass.She rolled toward Robbie and took his slim body into her arms. Her mouth sought his, and she kissed her son as he so deserved to be kissed, with a probing of her hot tongue and a gentle clashing of teeth. Lauralee drank his breath and ran her hands in wonder over his sleek body, finding the grace and young manhood of his shaping, the sculptured modelling of his. Author’s Remark: If you enjoy this story and would like to read more. I can continue writing more parts. Just leave a comment in this site. I love horny comments too!Abby's Chronicles in Chronological Order:1: The Chronicles of Abby: Abby’s Early Curiosity of Her Panties2: The Chronicles of Abby: That’s How She Started Wearing Safety Shorts3: The Chronicles of Abby: Abby Lifted Her Skirt Up for Daddy4: The Chronicles of Abby: Abby, the 1st Grade Panty Tease and Her Perverted Teacher4.1: The. Lorraine was stunned. That was seriously a lot of money. Money for doing what? Fucking a few guys, being taken out. For the last month they had been doing just that. Paula had been doing it for around a year, so why not get paid for it? They were both doing jobs that neither liked. Lorraine was due to go to Uni, but didn’t want to. So why not? Fifteen hundred quid! Christ she thought he’d say a few hundred, five at the most. Fifteen hundred quid, what she couldn’t do with that!“What if we don’t.