"What...?"Lindsay looked up at him suddenly, jumping up to his side. She lookedreally concerned and relieved. Cody had never seen her look at him like...hat before. It creeped him out a little."You were hit by a car," she told him. "Hit and run. You were out fordays." She looked at him critically. "How do you feel?"Cody thought about it. "Like you look," he decided."Yeah, you're fine," she shot back. "The doctors were worried you mighthave brain damage, but I knew the odds of hitting that small a. ” Rachel looked into the woman’s face trying to understand the contradictions flying around her. Sally was an attractive woman in her early 30s a bit plain but much nicer than most of the bimbos dad usually picked up. She looked more like a professional secretary than a pervert. But soon Rachel found out; you should not judge a book by its cover. Sally helper her dad strip her naked and push her to the floor. All she could think to say in protest was “Iv got homework to do.” Her dad said. Hell I had been there before.I dived on her sweet pussy before anyone else could and began to tease her swollen pussy lips with my mouth. I was lapping up her sweet juices like I was licking a melting ice cream cone. I put two fingers in her and curled them up to her "G" spot and I had her bucking and crying real tears in no time at all.When she began to moan and groan I moved to her clit and took it in my mouth and sucked it like she sucked my cock and squeezed it with my lips. Her clit would. Do you wanttomato ketchup on it?" Yes please, miss," I said.Mrs Duffield picked up a bottle of tomato ketchup, and began to pour iton my chips. "A good little girl," she said, "eats up all her dinner anddoesn't leave anything on her plate." She went on pouring the ketchup,covering the chips all over. "Are you a good little girl, BeverlyBassenthwaite?" Yes, miss," I said.Mrs Duffield was still pouring the ketchup. "I'm pleased to hear that,"she said, now covering the mince pie and the peas with.