I woke up the next morning with a head that felt like a bass drum being pounded on. My mouth tasted like a cavalry regiment had ridden through it and ...as I stumbled to the bathroom I swore that I would never drink again. Finishing in the bathroom I went into the bedroom and found Abby asleep on the bed. There was dried cum everywhere. She had love bites on her tits, her legs were spread and I could see cum leaking out of her pussy lips, which were red and swollen. She had one high heel on and. “It’s it’s you.” he sputtered out. “I mean, hi, I think I know you from church, and um, we’ve got this food drive going on…” His voice trailed off. Sherry licked her lips, her pussy still tingling from her play. Her mind went back to the fantasy she had just had of this same boy ravaging her. She felt her pussy pulsating, she wanted it bad. Strange, she could always shake of the feeling at will, but not this time. She knew her eyes must look glazed. “Um, ma’am?” The boy was still waiting. She. He didn’t care if he was naked in front of Ana’s father, he wasn’t about to loose her again without a fight. ‘Who are you to tell me what to do with my daughter,’ Mr. Watson said looking Marco up and down as if to measure him. ‘You have nothing to offer me nor my daughter.’ ‘I have enough sir,’ he said standing up straighter and staring back at those cold blue eyes. ‘And above all I love her. I refuse walking away with her, you will not take her away from me.’ And with that he took James Watson. Instead, I resumed my furtive examination,focusing on the outline of her bullet-like nipples pushing through the dress.How did she get such large, hard points, I wondered? I didn?t think they wereartificial, she just looked too young and fresh. But was anyone really bornwith such perfect nipples? What would it be like to grind them a little betweenmy teeth? ?stop it, not again!This was all just too much, I thought. Nowonder I?m sitting here getting off. This outrageous display was pushing.