” I knew from pastexperience that Sara was not watching us. She knew hermother and I were lovers.“I can manage that, if he shows up. IR...17;ll see youTuesday night, anyhow. Right now I have to get Sarahome. We have to be up early for school.” Raising hervoice and looking toward Sara, “Come on Sara, time togo.”“I made her do her homework before she did anythingelse. She’s good to go, even had a shower and is readyfor bed.”Sara put her arm around. ”“That is so weird.” Martin replied. “Would you stay hard if a woman was sucking your cock?” Cindy asked. “Your jeans are so tight. Let me get that out for you.”Cindy unzipped his jeans, pulling them and his briefs down, allowing his erection to spring free. She moaned seductively stroking his hard cock. Martin’s hands roamed Cindy’s cunt as she tenderly played with his erection. Breathing became heavy. “That feels good Martin.” Cindy panted. “I love the way you touch me. Can we do. Whew! We stunk. My grungy underwear likely qualified as hazardous waste. As I stripped, I checked out my reflection in the mirror over one of the restroom sinks. Crap! I looked like I’d fought a battle with a dirt monster and lost. My thinning hair was greasy and matted, a white T-shirt which had become a dingy shade of gray, and a week's worth of stubble did nothing to improve my appearance. I removed my socks, dropped my trousers and slid out of my jockey shorts before I added my shirt and. I'm just making coffee, would you like one?" Yes thank you. Can I see Gilly please, I need to talk to her." Of course you can, she's in the lounge with my girlfriend. She's a bit upset at the moment." I want to live like other girls of my age," Gilly was saying when Charlie brought in a tray of steaming cups. "I want to have a boyfriend, go out dancing and stay out past midnight." I know dear, but you know what your father's like, he's not going to change overnight." He's a hypocrite, that's.