Stan went out of his way, apologizing to all of the neighbors for Melissa’s behavior. All of us pretty much said the same thing, that we understood ...and that there was nothing to apologize for. It was not his fault that she was like that.The day I graduated from high school, my parents invited family and friends to the house for a party. I was happy that Stan would be there though his bitch of a wife could not as she was out of town for three weeks overlooking a photo shoot in Fiji.My cousins,. Careful was the watch word. The monitor sitting at her desk in front was always on the lookout for phone use. She had been known to confiscate phones, sometimes for a few hours, sometimes till the next day.I was determined to send the text I had been contemplating for two weeks, seriously contemplating for this week. Today was Friday; I had a now or never feeling.Before entering the few necessary characters, thoughts of events from past years and recent months ran through my mind, thoughts of. After a few weeks he began to get, rough, and that's when it went very wrong, and he molested me." Did you stop going by him?" Yeah. Never again." Did he ever bother you after?" Yeah. He wanted me to come over, he said we didn't have to do any of the things he wanted. He lied and did it to me again. After that, I never went back because I never could trust him." Trust?" Yeah, trust." Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me." Was he the first person that you ever trusted who. I grab her hips and start driving my cock into the wonderfull wettness that is her pussy.her eye's flash open."oh fuck" yeah your busted" shit" no i think fuck might be more suitable"she trys to get off me i pull her back down."i think we had better stop" no i think we had better finnish what you started" no please your mum's gonna bust us soon" then we had better both cum quick then" oh fuck it yes then" mmm you feel sooo good" peter your so hard i couldn't resist it's been so long" god iv'e.