. you really think that I don’t care what happens to you? Damn it, Charles, you’re my SON ... of course, I care! Have I really made you feel hated... in your own home to that extent?”“They’re no sisters of mine, and yes, you have! I was seriously looking into the military or police as a way of getting out of this place. Hell, if the French Foreign Legion had recruiters nearby, I’d have at least given them a decent hearing. I just ... felt hated, worthless, useless, unloved, unwanted, yes, that. But, sick as he was, his cock hardened, harder than it had ever been. He couldn’t sleep for two nights for thinking about shoving his cock into her mouth and he hated her for it. What a slut she was!Now he shone the light on the white panties, holding steady on her mound. Just like her ass, tits and legs it was eye-catching. If her face was as pretty as her body she could have been a movie star.Scott held the flashlight close and ran it up and down her legs, slowing to execute a U-turn on her. I was twenty-one and he was twenty We were kissing and he had one hand on my breast and then other in my unbuttoned, unzipped jeans, and down in my panties. He was sliding his fingers in and out of my hot wet pussy. His mouth soon replaced the hand on my breast, sucking and biting on my nipple so hard that he gave me a bruise. "I'm gonna leave my mark on your tit being that I can't leave it anywhere else," he told me. I giggled. He used his hand to caress my stomach and went back to kissing. I rolled a five landing on a square, which read, ‘Remove each others shirts.’ My card said, ‘Compliment your partner.’ ‘I love your face, your smile and your eyes, your figure, long legs, luscious breasts and I appreciate that you love me and would play this game with me.’ She kissed me and we weren’t even on a kissing space. I think she liked it too. Her turn again, a two, shirts already off, she picked a card, ‘Massage your body suggestively.’ She fondled herself tweaking her nipples. She.