I would wish a lot worse on my worst enemy. I’d wish that trailer on a bitch that pissed me off though. She had to be up to something, and I wondere...d what Julie’s angle could be.In any case, my Mom explained that the training was not exactly like what Jenny was receiving. “It is a punishment for what you did. What you did is a symptom of who you have become. What I am talking about is an education,” My Mom said.“I didn’t want to tell Blair, but I thought the training you were giving Jenny was. She is one scary bitch, Darren. I think she can give the mystery Molly chick a good battle to see who is scariest. Moron always took the quick and easy way with everything he did. Wouldn’t have figured that he had the guts to get a cyanide tooth to keep from having to face his mother for when he fucks up majorly. If I grew up with a mother like that, I would either be a perfect, obedient angel or damn good at making sure no one finds out when I screw the pooch. That isn’t why I shot him,. I looked up and could see that my husband was in pure bliss. A few rams of his cock down my eager throat and I felt his balls tighten up. I pulled him out and held his cock over my face, stroking him fast as I asked him to cum on my face. Ughhh! Was the only reply I got from him. Well that and a thick hot load of cum hitting me on the cheek, eye and into my hair. I smiled and slowed my stroking as I moved his cock into my mouth and licked him clean. He used his fingers to gently scrap the cum. Looking behind me I could see that Vikki was straining to look round her boyfriend’s huge thighs to see how close this person was. Our hearts collectively stopped when we heard the jangle of keys being dropped. If they bounced in the wrong direction and went under the car, there was an almost guaranteed probability of Vikki coming face to face with this person. We heard a curse being muttered, but no other words followed as the keys were retrieved and inserted into the lock. A clunk, a slam,.