Sein Gehalt war nicht gerade goldig, aber es reichte für unser beider Leben immerhin aus. Mein Vater spielte jedes Mal Lotto, in der Hoffnung einmal ...gewinnen zu können. Alle meine Vorrechnungen der Gewinnwahrscheinlichkeiten in diesem Spiel ignorierte er tapfer.Als ich ihm sagte, dass ich Lehrer wollen und dazu an unsere Universität studieren würde, war er überglücklich und hatte sogar Tränen in den Augen.Als ich im vierten Semester meines Studiums war, wurde ich plötzlich von meinem Vater. When Marcus was done his shower and drying off he laid on the table belly down. Candy and I lathered our hands and his back & legs with oil and started to massage him. I was on one side of the table and Candy the other. She smiled at me as we gave Marcus a rub down. Candy then started to massage his ass and inner thighs. Marcus lifted his ass in the air so she could reach his cock. By the way, his cock was fucking massive. At least 10 inches. Not the thickest I have seen, but very long and very. She’s pregnant, and this is how you treat her?’ Chris stopped, and stared at Gavin. ‘She’s pregnant?’ Gavin didn’t know what came over him. He landed a punch in Chris’s face, and Chris didn’t even react. He was still reeling from what Gavin had told him. ‘That’s right, she’s pregnant, and you asked her to leave!’ Gavin said. ‘I didn’t ask her to fucking leave!’ Chris said. ‘It was something Rosalie pulled. God, Gavin, you’ve got to believe me. I love her!’ Gavin stared at him for a second, and. I held the skirt to my waist and decided it might be fun to try it on, just for a laugh. I would fold it up neatly afterwards, obviously. I took off my robe and put on my clean undies – a pair of skimpy white panties and a low cut bra. I carried the parcel to my bedroom and began to dress in front of the mirror. The skirt was a bit short to tell you the truth. Very short actually. I turned to one side, laughing as I cocked my bum up and striking several naughty poses. The blouse was on the.