” She begins in voice-over. Pictures – school photos, graduation photos, staff photos, holiday snaps, etc., flash up as she tells it. “My da and...my ma got married in 1992. She converted to Islam for him and then had me. Then dad’s eyes started to wander. More than just his eyes.”A happy family snap – short mother, handsome professional father, happy daughter.Fades to a family snap of short mother, and less than happy looking teenager.“He left just before I hit my teens and my mother got our. "Listen, I wanna get out of these work clothes. Why don't you fix us both a drink while I go get changed? Mine's a scotch on the rocks." Um yeah, sure Vicks," he mumbled."Then we can have a nice chat ... okay, sweetie?"Sweetie!She strolled out of the lounge under Peter's lustful gaze. Oh jeez, look at her arse move in that clingy skirt!Peter Bradley was no fool and he was fairly sure that Victoria knew what she was doing with this risqué behaviour. She was flirting with him, no question about. I just smile as I start stroking your cock up and down with my hand. That elicits a groan out of you and I just lean forward again and take your pants in both hands and slide them down to the floor. I bring my head closer and swirl my tongue around the head of your cock and you grunt out that you want more. I then take your cock in my mouth and start bobbing up and down. You place a hand on the back of my head urging me on. I need no encouragement as I start bobbing fast and faster; going a. Finally, I slide down slowly and he is all the way in my hot, wet pussy. I am so tight around him. He lets me ride him, swirling his cock around in my pussy, then back and forth again. He has had enough, he grabs my butt in both hands and rears up to his feet, turns and settles me back against the cushions. He holds my calf and spread me wide and begins to thrust, each one making his cock brush against my gspot and cervix. He's in so deep. My cries are echoing around the room as he pounds his.