Me: don’t tell anyone please. I beg you. I will do whatever you want.G: Ha. Ha. Its OK doesn’t repeat it in the future.Me: thanks akka. So we are ...good? Can I tell something?G: yeah. What’s that?Me: when I was watching into dad’s room I seen dad squeezing and chewing mom’s boobs. Is that a normal thing? (I was asking this intentionally to see her reaction).G: aaammmmm…… ya..And ….And….And wh…what else they were doing? (She asked curiously)Me: I don’t know; they were shaking. I don’t know why.G:. Then she is push a little to do something worse, and she say, Oh, I misbehaved. But I will repent tomorrow. I will be ok. Then she sin even worse and she say, Oh my god, this is bad, but it is not so bad. I am not that bad like that puta over there.Then she do even a worse sin, and she will say, It was his fault. She blames the wolf for seducing her. It is that bitch’s fault. She blames the peer pressure that come to her from other putas in her circle. And keep that in mind, surround the putita. He never lets up his grip on my head with his fingers entangled in my long blond hair as he uses my mouth for his own little fuck hole. I caress and massage his balls and suck like crazy as he thrusts his hard cock in and out of my mouth. Every stroke so deep he's hitting the back of my throat as I swirl my tongue all over that delicious cock. I push down even harder my nose in his belly deep throating all the way.Moving from his balls to his tight virgin ass I start playing with his unexplored. She was a tomboy, always just ‘one of the guys.’ Though we were never boyfriend and girlfriend, at nine years old we were each other’s first kissing partners. Hiding beneath the stairs in our apartment complex, we played ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours!’ We always sat together in class, and she would cheat off my work. We did homework together too, and when we were in high school we went to football games and movies as part of a larger group of friends. We were inseparable. We remained.