” Mike said.Again, just following his command I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart. More clicks. “That is great. Go to the couch and sit ...on it, spread your legs. “I walk over, my brain yelling to stop and that was good enough, but my body didn’t listen. Mike got close and took more pictures. He the reached out and spread my lips of my pussy and took more.“Wow, you have an amazing pussy. So wet. Are you open to do more?” Mike asked looking at me.I froze. I don’t move. II screamed no in. Her ass looked incredible, and her boobs were jiggling hypnotically. That’s what they were thinking of when they made up the word MILF, he thought, before tearing his eyes away. The sight of the sexy older woman was starting to make his jeans tighten, and that was hardly the impression he wanted to make with such a lucrative pick in front of him. “I’m going to send these to my dad and give him a call.” “Good luck.” “For both of us.” “Mmm hmm,” she agreed. The crooked smile she wore was pure sex. . uh ... I’m afraid if he finds out I’m not really his.”“He does love you, whatever the performance tonight, and that wouldn’t change. You wouldn’t believe how proud he is of you.”“He never says that.”“That’s just men, and families. I know he is because he’s always talking about you, and it’s why he’s so protective.”“Isn’t some of that cos he thinks I have his genes?”“He still raised you, helped form your values and how you are. And he just reacts to you, like everyone.”“I don’t think he’s too. I started thinking more and more about the woman who was my birth mother.I'd never admitted it before, but I had been very hurt and troubled over the idea that someone had just decided to give me away, after I was already three years old. What was so wrong with me that my own mother would decide to do that? I always wondered why I didn't remember anything from before I came to the orphanage too. I had tried, lots of times, to think about any memory I had from before I went to live at St..