I met her mother five years ago when she was just 10 years old. She set the food down and went to the kitchen, coming back with a tumbler full of rum and Coke for me. Xxnx I walked into the kitchen and grabbed myself a drink, pissed because I already knew I was going to give in. I kept looking over at her as she walked around the house. She had a black blouse on that was sheer except for the chest pockets, which covered up her tits. She knew kind of what it was for, but had never actually used one before. She started moving her head up and down, never letting go of her gave. As I finished a rather painful piss I heard the tv again in the living room.
