I don't know how he did it, but he somehow convinced these girls that it was their fault and that they were the ones asking for it.I almost got sick t...o my stomach hearing that. These girls were all in tears by the time that they finished telling me their story. It probably felt good to actually tell someone the truth after all this time, but I encouraged each one of them to go for counseling. They all told me that they didn't want to deal with the police or their parents and they knew that they. .. well, he'd had enough, and by the time he got to our house, one night when our parents were going to the theatre, he'd about been driven to the end of his rope."Denise took a sip of the wine. "I've never drank anything stronger than wine since then," she smiled at Lenore. "He'd brought a bottle of whiskey, and some grass. I wouldn't smoke the grass with him, but I did drink some of the whiskey." Denise shuddered, delicately. "Nasty stuff. I understand it's better on ice, and sipped. " Why were you nervous?" Maybe because I wanted to spend more time with him or maybe becauseyour text said he knew my secret? What was I to think? When we got tothe house I didn't know what to do and just reacted and said, 'would youlike to come in for some coffee?' Of course, he accepted and I realizedthat I just let this handsome man into our house and he knew you weregoing to be with Bob all night. I was so scared and didn't know what todo." OK, so what did you do?" He went to the. We turned over and I got on top of her. Samantha was very excited. I fucked her on the bed really slow, taking my dick out with every stroke. We started kissing and my stokes got faster and faster, and I was spanking that pussy, making slapping sounds and pounding, bam! bam! bam!. I felt like a pornstar. I had to catch my breath and turn her over doggie style. I licked her asshole and she jumped. She said she wasn' ready for that yet, so I stuck my dick in her pussy and started pounding.