Lara let herself in after I grunted.“Come on, get up,” she demanded. “You’ve been playing that thing all day.”“So what?” I muttered.She ...tood at the foot of the bed, her face impatient. “We’re going out.”“Out? Where?”“Somewhere, anywhere. Come on!”I didn’t want to move, but maybe getting out would help my loneliness go away for a while. I sat there for a few moments, considering the offer. “All right. Let me put on some clothes. I’ll be out in a bit.”A little while later, Lara and I started off. “Get off me” she said, her voice ugly.“He’ll get off you when I tell him to get off you.” said her mother. “Are you going to behave yourself?”“Like you have anything to say about behaving yourself!“ yelled the irate teen. She struggled again with Bobby, but he was too heavy for her. “Get off me, you prick!“ she spat. Eventually her resistance got less and less, though she still struggled.“I know about you and your father.” said Jenny in a calm, but somehow clearly audible voice. She also. She sucked me for a spectacular few minutes, then raised up off me, leaving my cock glistening with her saliva.The camera began clicking as she took pictures of my wet cock glinting with happiness as she moved around it getting it from different angles."Oh, these look great, your dick is all wet and shiny. So hot," she said as I stood there in heaven."You think it's too small? Is it big enough?" I asked, hoping to hear that it was."Oh, it's nice. Nice and long and big enough around. Yeah, it's. Okay, to be honest, when I read your profile and that you were originally from Wisconsin, I did look up the Wikipedia page to remind myself of a few things. I’ve never been over that way, so I had to cheat a little. So, which is it?”She deliberately tried to look totally guilty, like a dieting schoolgirl caught with a hand in the cookie-jar. Gawd, she looked so cute! “Ice cream, and I don’t say no if there’s a jug of real cream about to pour over it. Of course, there’s nothing wrong with having.