Barely." She added at the last. The girls dissolved into laughter, then shushed each other. "Quiet, your dad will hear."There was silence for a bit..., then Bridgette spoke up. "He's probably asleep. I don't hear the tv."The voices relaxed and grew slightly louder and more clear. "Speaking of your dad, tell us what happened!" Marti sounded half-teasing, half curious. I held my breath."Well, we had watched that movie you told me not to…" more giggles and 'I told you sos'. "Then after I. I can hear your breathing begin to increase...i reach down to test your cunt..."good girl" I say as i feel how wet your are...your juice is beginning to run down your thighs...nice and wet...as a good slut should be.....i tease your clit till you moan...I know you want to cum...your nipples are standing straight out...so sensitive....I pinch them hard, causing you to pull away...SLAP...you whimper as I slap your right tit...don?t you dare pull away from me slut!...again, you can hear me digging. Nellie was not fulfilled. It was only about 10 o'clock and it was a Saturday. She decided she could use another fuck. She could fuck all night if she could found the right man or men. This time she latched onto the banker. He was in his mid 40s and seemed to be in decent shape. Getting him away from his wife was tricky, but she told Calvin to start a conversation with the wife and she took the banker's hand and dragged him around the back of her house as she had done earlier. The banker was. She married my stepfather when she moved from Argentina to the States right after the separation. I found out about my biological father on my own, unfortunately.”“What happened?”“I went to Argentina to look for him, not knowing where he was or anything. My mother didn’t support it, at all. Neither did my step-father, of course.”“How did you find out about your dad?”“I found some letters he’d been sending, that my mom had been hiding from me for over ten years.” Clara looked at me pointedly..