She rarely spoke but often stared, and it was this staring that originally caught my attention. We had an English class together, and because she coul...dn’t keep her eyes off of me, I couldn’t keep mine off of her.Our affair was brief but intense. We were eighteen, and these were days of cutting class and going back to our parents’ empty houses to fuck in the simple, clean manner of b**sts. She was so innocent and direct, simply hungering to be fucked, with no pretense or practice. She was so. While she knew very little about it, it scared her the way he had just gone off. While she hadn’t had the best luck with men before, it just seemed like her choices were getting worse and worse. Around seven she resigned herself to the fact she wasn’t going to get any more sleep and got out of bed. She walked over to the kitchen in her sleep shirt and shorts, figuring out what she wanted for breakfast. Opening the fridge she found a couple of options and opted for bacon and toast. Of course. I worked my way down to her pants and slid them off, to expose tight little panties and her cock outlined pushing out..gently I kissed her cock over her panties and was licking all over her inner thigh and her ass, she moaned while running her hands through my hair..I pulled off her panties, to see this six inch cut cock, it seemed bigger because she was waxed..I played with it for a minute before I put my lips on it, and slowly began to suck her off, stopping only to lick her asshole..I could. One of the cops was really pissed at her, I didn’t know why until years later my new parents told me that one of the cops that busted the family had been at the accident 4 years earlier and had carried me from the wreckage to the ambulance.A full investigation into the family proved they had done everything I’d claimed that they did, DNA on the husband’s belt buckles and photos that junior took of all the things he had done to me over the previous two years.”“They never thought they could be.