" You did Sarah at the swim meet, didn't you?" Did you do Bobby?" Bobby wasn't very good. Maybe he'll get better. Was Sarah good?" Love, I'm in a corn...er. Proper men don't talk about their nights with other women."She brightened. "Well, I'm glad. I know those women know much more than I do. So, you won't tell anyone how naïve I am?" You're perfect." Cathy knows that you and Sarah had a good time. She said Sarah was happy." Well, Let's make dinner before we talk too much. We had a nice time. I knew after we fucked each other, we'd most definitely be closer friends. I heard her moan a bit, so I knew she liked what she was feeling. I looked over at her, and she was cheesing, as if she had a million dollar winning lottery ticket in her hand. My face was drenched, and I liked it. I was definitely considering trying to eat pussy again too. She put her hands onto my head as well, I guess she wanted more from her new best friend. I began thrusting my fingers in and out of her pussy even. Even some things that WE like… you might not be into. It’s okay.” She leaned in and kissed Daddy on the cheek and they both smiled. Chris putted in and we headed back toward the cart. “There are countless kinds of people in this world, Robbie.” My dad started, “There are ‘masters’… there are ‘sluts’…” and with this he slapped my mother’s ass so hard it echoed throughout the valley. She whimpered, her face blushing a bit but then smiled brightly. “There are prudes and there are libertines…. If not, she’d swallow my load and lick my dick clean. I had been going to see her at least weekly, and we had begun to talk friendly with each other. I think the fact that I was not rough, didn’t cuss, hit her or anything, put her at ease with me. Usually on Wed. after my noon class, I’d catch the bus to the south side of town. The area she lived in was a mostly slum type houses. Most were little 3 or 4 room frame houses. Her place was not really dirty or anything, but the.