I keep your promise.continuation of Part1Me: I’m shocked for her reply and went near her, and squeezed her boobs hard on her blouse and water starte...d pouring as when we squeezed the washed clothes Sarika: That’s so rough mother fuckerMe: Why do you call me like that?Sarika: you’re fucking a woman of your mom’s ageMe: But you’re not my mom and started kissing her wildlySarika: while she’s searching for my hard cock and reciprocated with her tongue very wellme: took her blouse and bra. started. Doreen's house was on the other side of the railroad tracks and Amy didn't remember the last time she had visited her all the way over there. Her mom told her that her sister had fallen on "hard times" after the plant closed down and none of the fathers and husbands had jobs anymore. Anyway, it was a good deal for Doreen because the candy pickings were a lot better in Amy's neighborhood with most of the residents working for the government or the college.It seemed so easy for Doreen to get into. He dragged me down with him before giving me a friendly punch on the arm, running off to see Aubrey. ‘Lucky bastard, I thought. At least his girl is still here.’ I thought to myself. I walked back to the sand and lay down, shielding my eyes from the sun letting the burning hot sand dry my wet swim suit. I couldn’t think of anything, I tried to get Gabriella out of my mind but it didn’t work too well. Especially when I heard her behind me. ‘Dave’ she whispered, follow me. I stood up and took in. About a week after ‘the incident,’ I told Tiffany that we needed to talk. I sat down with her and we had a long father-daughter talk about what she wanted to do with her life. She had always wanted to be a nurse, even as a little girl. ‘Tiffany, if you’re pregnant, all your hopes of becoming a nurse will be dashed. You know you can’t attend college if you’re pregnant, and if you have a baby, you won’t be able to properly care for it while you’re in school. I wish you’d have thought of that.