Carol slept late, finally got up around 10:00 a.m., had coffee, showered, put on her bikini, and headed to the pool. At forty-two years old, Carol ha...s kept her cheerleader body by running four times a week and eating right. Her bright yellow bikini just barely holds in her firm “average to above average” breasts. Bill tries to compliment her on her appearance, but she just dismisses him by saying “only in Lake Woebegone,” referencing the mythical town where everyone is “above average.” . "Then you have to do what I say and what I ask." I didn't really ask him this it was me laying the ground rules. I got up and walked to the couch, pulling off the shirt and letting my naked body out. He was behind me. I sat on the couch and reached for his shorts. "Remember what I said. You do what I ask when I ask, understand?" I pulled his cock from his shorts and slid the head into my mouth. His moan told me that he understood. I engulfed his cock making sure it was wet, before leaning back. Fucking spunk all over my slutty face, honey.”Marcus groaned louder than any time before and finally exploded again, the first spurt of white-hot come hitting Kat on her cheek.“Happy Birthday, Marcus,” Kat said, winking at him and blowing him a kiss, as a second spurt hit her right on her pursed lips.This was quite a show, I thought.“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you,” Kat sang, as spurts three, four and five hit her nose and chin, “Happy birthday dear Marcus. Happy birthday to. I grew up in a council estate with my parents and my relationship with them was good - I loved hanging around with them and they enjoyed having me around.As I got older, life - as I knew it - started to change.While running around the house shouting and screaming was once my favourite past time, now sitting in front of TV became the habit, sharing everything with friends became difficult as secrets took on a whole new meaning and boys became a crucial part in my day dreaming.The most apparent.