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Seems two of the girls were cat fighting, though now they seemed more interested in out cussig each other.That they were both breathing heavy, clothes mussed up, one girl had a slight bloody nose, the other four girls underdressed and overstimulated, I was surely being tested, oh lord, my cock hurt it was so wanting out, all scrunched up in my pants, my shirt covering the bulge.

Sure I had fantasies, all guys have that fantasy, tagging the nubile teens hanging round his house, dressed like they wanted it, but it wasnt an obsession, I still dated, having been divorced for years, I had custody, my kid going to her deranged moms moms house every other weekend, had women to fuck on those weekends, a few quickies when the daughter had a sleepover, so I was all right, not a drooling, leering horndog.Her shirt came off, exposing tits to die for, bra looked like an industrial hoist, credit to Jill for concealing these beautes so well.Fingers brushing her on fire skin, while undoing her bra, the way her melons plopped out, perfect, round, flesh so white, nipples so healthy pink, the taste of them divine, her moans egging me on, she grabbed at my cock again, quickly I had it out, her gasp at trying to wrap her hand around it, great for my ego.Laying in my bed, glad Jill didnt come to me, sad that she didnt, my mind racing, cock throbbing, I refused to touch it, wanted my seed in Jill, accepting what that meant, knowing I was gone into obsessionville.Willing myself to sleep, startled at her laying beside me, unnerved at her stealth, pleased at her gumption, her hands carrassing my chest, feeling her heat floating over me, our whispers so soft, so only for each other, our world, she had it planned out, wow, thats something, that she really planned it, wanted it that much, I had no choice.We did hit it off, but again, I was not thinking pussy, more that she was doing a pretty good job of hiding her intelligence with her wise guy act, that she was missing something, Jill was good looking as I started to notice her, realise that she would sit real close to me, where as most of my kids other friends viewed me with much trepidation, I was rough looking for sure, Jill had a desire to talk to me, I was flattered, but not vain enough to think it was me, so I pushed her to open up.

While my daughter and her other bffs goofed off upstairs, Jill would talk to me,sometimes over tea, like adults, hmmm, discussing this and that, serious shit, finding out her father was a disabilty cheat, stayed home and hid, also liked to paw Jill, fuck that asshole.

That she told all her friends, started to see her mom more, really stunned me, how quick she had moved on, but I did the same, all ready planning my suden lack of any responsibilities.

To be able to bring anyone back to my house, when ever would be nice, so this time was not stressed at all, as I was a fast healer, did love her, knew she would be all right, she would either return, or become her mother, oh well, it was out of my hands, I refused to worry about shit I couldnt control, decided to let her have fun her last months home, letting her have friends sleep over several nights a week, this is where things take a turn, as they say The first few times I met Jill, she left no real impression, no first round knockout.

Got her up, long tongue kiss, her look of confusion, her confession of sucking boy cock, then those kids wouldnt kiss her ever, me explaining that I loved it nasty, the sloppier the better, she thrusting her fat tongue back down my throat, her tits feeling so heavy in my hands, amazing that she could be so large at fourteen, she was at least a D, little saggage, and again, her pink nips really finished it off, they were like gumdrops, couldnt help wanting to suck for hours.

My cock rubbing against her soft warm belly, leaking precum like a teenager, she didnt stop my unsnapping her jeans, the zipper sounding so erotic as I lowered it, the sound of openings,feeling the heat through her red satin panties, feeling the soft pubes, knowing this had to happen, to late for anything to stop it.

Pow, like a two by four to the face, I knew my kid was holding back, having returned from her moms, but when I coaxed out her reason, wow, I was crushed, felt weary, beaten, She had decided that she wanted to try living at her moms, who had gotten an aparment, finally, after living at her moms for years.