With the fast movement, I heard the loud, un-ladylikegurgle and a huge load of his cum started running down my legs. Nauseaquickly gone I was mortifie... at how messy I was. I made it to the washerand dryer and found a dirty towel. Soping myself up the best I could, Iheard the shower go on upstairs.I knew I faced a turning point. Despite all the horrible words I hadthrown at myself, I knew I wanted that feeling again. I wanted to feelhis cock buried inside me, his hands on my hips, holding me. I can't remember my mother, so the reason I was upset wasn't as laudable as Jason's unreasonable motive. Certainly more difficult to understand, too. I admit it; I didn't understand it, but I admit to it. I was jealous. Dad fucked Mrs. Wilson weekly, and she didn't make me jealous. Why did the Cornwell woman make the green monster called jealousy take up residency on my shoulder?"To answer some of your other questions," Jason said, "I have two sisters, both older than me by quite a bit. I'm the. More

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