Leslie was beginning to cry."That long," I said. "I had no idea." Jesus, Mikey, get mad or something will you! You're scaring me," she said. Roger loo...ked like he wanted to take her in his arms but he restrained himself."Get mad? Only dogs get mad," I said. "Look, Leslie, Roger, for the past many years we have been friends—husband and wife—I looked straight at Leslie. No, not friends, we've been family. What was mine, Roger, was always yours too. I hadn't actually thought that my wife would have. So I pouted and complained making my father very angry. He yelled at me to go up stairs, get dressed and meet in his room. Now when I was about 13 my parents resorted to spanking as the form of punishment thinking it’ll embarrass me to never want to talk back again, well it didn’t work so they started making me dress up like a girl corsets, garter straps, stocking, heels, g-strings, etc they thought it would work and did for awhile only I really liked it. Now after my father’s hands slapped my. Tanya was becoming consumed by Robyn’s sucking and licking and her thighs started to spread, Robyn took the hint and painted a wet line with her tongue from Tanya’s breasts to the smooth spot between Tanya’s thighs. Robyn spread Tanya’s hot swollen pussy lips and Tanya’s breathing became shallower in anticipation as Robyn plunged her tongue deep into Tanya’s hot wet pussy. Tanya let out a gasp as her pressed her blonde locks into the pillow from that intensity, as Robyn’s tongue slowly licked.. He looked back at her, he saw the light in her unblinking eyes, and everything changed. Yes, she was a little minx. There was no way he could turn his back on something this fine. He'd never forget her."Sure." He took the pack out of his pocket, and took one out. He held it in his hand, not offering it, hesitating, because a thought rose in him. He could feel the stare of the woman in the stand behind him, but he didn't care. "I mean, you're kind of young to be smoking. Maybe we..." - he.