Justin figured the best way to end Vivian's little quest for revenge was to simply discredit her. It was an activity he enjoyed above all others.Waiti...ng at home after she had made a fool of herself Justin said innocently as she entered the living room coming through the front door, "What's the problem sis? Something happen?"He knew quite well that she hated being called that, and had in fact done it on purpose.For all her good looks Vivian still seemed too conceited to realize that she could. .”“Yes, I know, your Dad’s in prison. But, your other Dad, your bio Dad?” he said.“Yes, he’s been more of a dad to me than the one who raised me,” she said.A psychologist would have been able to explain it, maybe as a self-defense mechanism of sorts. Jenna’s attitude, at least her outward attitude, toward the father that had saved her, had morphed. She now avowed how the man, David Carter, though he had undeniably saved her, was a criminal and deserved his punishment.The morphing had been a. He eventually pulled out of her, rolled her on her back and straddled her chest. She reached up and grabbed his cock with both hands and started stroking him. It didn't take long, he shot streams of cum on her. Hitting her tits, face and feeding the last bit of it right in her mouth. It was stunning. She collapsed and he got up to clean up a bit in the bathroom. I sat in my chair, trying to get my little dick hard again, but it wasn't happening.My wife stood and came over to me while she was. ‘Dianna, are you up?’ her mother called. Her voice sounded insistent and a little irritated. ‘Yes, Mom, I’m awake,’ the slim teenager replied. Darn it, Matt had been just about to… Matt! Why was she dreaming about Matt? She shook her head and got out of bed, then headed for the bathroom. When she’d showered and dressed, she headed downstairs for the kitchen, and the breakfast she knew her mother would have ready. The fact that she’d been dreaming about Matt continued to bother her. She couldn’t.