Who is it?’ ‘Oh, how lovely it is to finally speak to you! You don’t know me, but I’ve heard so much about you. My name is Melissa Berns. I a...m your father’s fiancé.’ ‘I – what? My father’s – I’m sorry, I don’t understand.’ ‘Oh, dear. I’m sorry. I’m going all wrong about this. Could we – could we meet up for coffee sometime? I would love to speak to you, to get to know you.’ Leanne pressed her lips to a flat line. ‘I don’t mean to be rude, ma’am, but I don’t see what good that would make. I. I wanted to fuck her but did not know how to go about seducing her. As luck would have it I was masturbating in my room and she walked in and she was dumbstruck at the site and was glued to the spot. I did not waste time and moved close to her and started moving my hands all over her body. She reacted as if hit by an electric shock. I seized the opportunity and moved one of my hands onto her boobs and started pressing them on top her blouse. She was enjoying all this but still not responding. I. So they have been a staple ever since. How about you?". Leslie told the story like she had repeated a hundred times."Kinda like you except after my first period was done, my mom led me to the bathroom. She had me get undressed, and had me sit in the cold bathtub. I then saw her fill up the bag and handed me the nozzle and said, "put this in you, dirty girl." So I did and then she opened the clamp. Pretty soon my pussy was filled with cold water. I wanted to stop but my mom made me continue.. ”“Coffee? It’s still early.” He remembered her as a near zombie in the morning without it, briefly wondering how she could be so upright at this ungodly hour.She smirked, the action held very little warmth, and it frustrated him. She sauntered into the kitchen, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she poured a cup for herself. She had turned so vain and shallow over the last year – he barely recognized her. Hell, he barely recognized himself. He shook the thoughts from his head, knowing they.