" Tammy answered. She sighed and added. "Ohh well I guess it is the same thing."."What do you mean?". Tom asked her."Mom never told you what our fight... was about, did she?". She said.Tom shook his head."It was about sex daddy. I need it. A lot of it. That's why I became a prostitute. Mommy could have lived with that, but not with..."."But not with what?". Tom said confused.Tammy shook her head and kneeled down between his legs"What are you doing?". Tom shouted with a shocked look on his face. “nothing is wrong with it honey, but it’s like this: if carrot cake were your favorite dessert and you ate it every day, eventually you might want to try the apple pie, but it wouldn’t mean that carrot cake wasn’t still your favorite.”So he sighed, took the book, and began to thumb through it. His arousal, which had faltered for just a second, began to twitch. I thought I was home free until he came to a particularly involved picture with sixteen-directional-steps. He pointed at the twisted. Just seeing you made me feel even more like dirt. Yes we spoke a couple of times mostly when I said ‘hi’ to you. You would nod back or just ignore but one day you had stopped and talked with me. When that happen I was on cloud nine. After that day I knew we were meant to be together. That night masturbated by remembering the sound of you voice. That night I cum so much that I had to change my sheets in the morning. From then on I continued to masturbate just thinking about you. If was as if I. Frank had been circling constantly, lightly rubbing his cock on Emma in different spots and taking in all her beauty.Robert was the first to announce he was going to cum, “I’m going to cum on you Emma,, here it cums Emma,, ummmph, ah, ah fuck” he moaned out and a white streak of sperm shot from her waist up to her neck splattering a trail of cum across her tits and stomach. The second explosion from his thick cock was more impressive, he’d leaned forward and took somewhat of an aim and dumped.