I was panting my rage, I tied to kick him but mom pulled me away “Go to your room! Now! Matt, are you okay?”He stood slowly, sullenly “Yeah, I�...m okay but I bet your fucking son has some questions for you.” Having put me directly into the path of a speeding train Matt retreated, he turned once more as he left the room “Hey asshole, I bookmarked that page for you so you can ask her.” I fled the room to hide in mine.Ten minutes later she knocked on my door then came in quietly carrying a glass of. I felt how ripped and strong he was when I touched his chest, my fingers felt like feather touching them and for a split of a second I knew there was no escape. Even more terrifying was his action after that, he just stood there, away from me looking, smiling and breathing really hard, it was like I was nothing and could do nothing. Like I had no legs and no hands, I couldn’t run or fight and then I realized…I couldn’t. His confidence froze me, he knew for sure that he would get what he wanted. " Eighteen was the legal drinking age where we lived."I will need to look at your identification," the waiter said to Sally. When she showed him her driver's license, he said, "Yes, indeed. Happy birthday."I took out my driver's license and showed it to the waiter too. "She really is my daughter, I promise."He smiled. "Of course, sir."When the waiter came back with the wine list, I said, "Give it to the birthday girl. She is the guest of honor."Sally looked at the list. After the waiter left,. It had been a long time since Jean had tasted pussy, and she was not going to let this opportunity slip by.Going to her bedroom, she opened the drawer in her bedside cabinet and checked she had put not only a packet of condoms in there but also some vaginal lubricant. Maybe Becky would be hot to fuck she wouldn't need it, but better safe than sorry. She remembered her first time and trying to get a thrusting teenage cock into a dry cunt was no fun.Also in the drawer were her two favourite.