‘Hopefully, I’ll be able to walk when you get back.’ ‘You do look better scruffy, don’t you,’ she mused as she got a shirt and pulled it o...ver her head. His dark brown hair stuck up in all directions and his stubble went partially down his neck. ‘He must shave that bit of his neck everyday. Why doesn’t he just do the rest?’ She straightened her shirt and turned to see him avoid her gaze quickly. ‘You were peeking, weren’t you?’ Joanne remembered the way he’d held her the night before. She. Here why dont you try licking my asshole? And he then grabbed my head again and bent over slightly and I pushed my tongue into his ass. Over my shoulder I heard a camera click. I cant wait to show this to Jill. At least my little white dick hubby is good for something in the bedroom now! said Sarah. And Ill show them to your friends and your boss if you decide to change your mind, said James. My cock was so hard it was leaking cum. I didnt care. I loved this. I loved being degraded by them and. "But I'm not a fan of wondering where you are or what time you're planning on coming home." "So sorry," I said sincerely. "I wasn't paying attention to the time. I go to school, then work... it's a lot sometimes," playing the sympathy card in my hand. Daddy softened his tone, replying, "I have never set a curfew for you. And you always get good grades, managing school and work really well. Just, please communicate more with me." Thank you," I beamed. That was easy, I thought."Not going to say. We were 3 k**s by that time and the domestic load was becoming too heavy for my mum who was doubling as a dress maker to support the home while we patiently wait for dad to be fully confirmed as a staff in his new firm. This stress pushed mummy to go to the village to seek a helper. She returned home with a grown up girl (Ijeoma) of about 27 years old. Ijeoma was a true helper she soon blended very well into the family and seemed sweet. Dad would always return every 2 weeks to spend some days.