It wasn't Dad'sfault for being a cop. Being a cop didn't take him away from me, itwas some idiot with a loaded gun and not much sense that did." Chase...pulled up the creased, dark blue slacks and fastened them. "Being acop is a noble career and my dad was a noble man." Chase settledhimself; he didn't want to start work angry or upset. He was never oneto take his anger out on anyone else.Chase was a stand up kind of guy who thought individuals should bejudged on their own merit, exactly like he. I’m your little bitch mow and forever!”We rolled onto our backs and she snuggled up to me stroking my now semi-erect cock.“Now I know what my mom means!” Exclaimed Tricia.“What do you mean by that?” I asked.“She says nobody can pound a pussy like your Uncle Mark.” Replied Tricia.“And how would she know that, I’ve never fucked Stacy!” I quipped.“She peeked in on you and Aunt Beth going at it a couple years ago while you were staying over. She told me that she uses that memory to masturbate to. I'm going to bed....be a good girl."When i finally finished my stroking and slapping assignment my balls hurt and were glowing with pain and all achy and the head of my dick felt bruised and numb. Fuk i always hit it too hard when i do it for her.i sat for a bit watching the porn and licking up my pre-cum ("always lick it up cocksucker").A tall black man walked in and looked around. He stood near the door and pulled out his cock. He waved it around and stroked it a while until it was half hard.. I already had the panties on. The rest of the clothes were in my bedroom.I took off my boy clothes. My legs have very little hair, but I'd shavedthem, my chest and underarms that afternoon. For my first time in frontof anyone, I went classic. White bra with rice filled stockings to fillout the C-cups. I'd been experimenting and I loved this feeling! Whitesilky blouse and short red plaid skirt. Yes, classic schoolgirl!I added white pantyhose. (It was my first time and i would expand this.