The one thing I didn't really like the most about the guy was, he never let me go with him deer hunting and fishing. He said he didn't have time to te...ach me how to hunt and fish, so mom would take me when she could, and my sister had no intrest in hunting or fishing, even thou she did like to eat the fish or what ever I was able to get when I hunted, like squirrel or rabbit.By the time my sister and I made it to high school, mom and the jerk she was married to got a divorce, which I was happy. This was an interesting experience, as it felt so fucking good, but I didn’t feel a need to cum, and it just was wonderful. I looked down and watched her fluid motions, as she licked my balls, then, put one in her mouth, swirled it, for a bit, then took in both testicles and licked them as if it was my tongue and she was kissing me. This lasted for about five minutes, until finally she came up on me, grabbed my dick, and put it in her vagina. She wrestled me down to the floor of the shower, sat. It wasn't my fault she had asked me what I thoughtabout him. I took another a deep breath, before once more attemptingto avoid answering her question for her own good. "Are you reallysure you want to know exactly what I think of Barry Miller?" C'mon, quit stalling, Bridget. I can take it," said Katy with agrowing impatience. "I would have never asked for your opinion ofhim if I didn't want to know how you truly felt." All right, but just remember you asked for it." I paused for amoment, took. . Mr. Tomas;I want to apologize for my actions when you came to meet us. I can offer no valid excuse.I do want you to know why and what happened after you left.The why; Jan’s mother has always felt that she married beneath herself. She is a social-climbing ‘wannabe’. I am surprised that she hasn’t divorced me. Unfortunately I love the ‘bitch’.Jan’s mother has had plans for Jan to meet and marry one of the rich assholes that hang around at the coffee shop that my wife works at. Jan wanted.