Sometimes I watched porn and used my toy on myself for my webcam shows. That’s how I made japan money to pay for school only I made sure Haylee was sleeping when I did that, I kinda had to and we all know why. I was making really good money from it and it was paying for all of my schooling, so that meant that I still got to get off and get paid really good for it. I still didn’t want a relationship, but that all changed one day when Haylee was older. You see, she was a gorgeous gorgeous girl, she was so beautiful that I was actually asked if she could do some modeling. So, we went ahead and started her with her own modeling gigs, so between that her school, mine and the webcam shows I did every night, things were busy busy. I will say this though, you don’t know how pleased I was when Haylee was voted to be one of the most beautiful girls in the world! I was excited as hell and I was the proudest mom that you could ever see! Not only that, but she was doing so amazing in school! Her teachers loved her and said that she was one of the sweetest girls they had ever had the privilege of teaching. She was one of those kids that would go to one of her school mates who was crying and comfort them. She was the most compassionate kid and she was the most loving and nurturing kids, and that made me so so proud and so happy for her. There was just one major problem I had, and my vacation with the Kings burned it into my head without even trying. It was a fantasy, one that I was pretty sure was never going to happen and if it didn’t, I would so japanese not be mad or disappointed. But if in the off chance, and I mean the chances of it happening were slim to nonexistent, but if it did, she HAD to be the one who wanted it, had to be, period! She had to be the one who initiates it pussy completely, and I have to see it for myself. I have to know that deep down, it’s something she really really wants to do and something she talks to me about first. She absolutely has to be the one to kick it all off, and I mean her only, not me, not the guy, not anybody, it had to all be her, it HAD to be ALL HER. I don’t know how else to say or emphasize this so that you can really feel how I feel about it, but there’s no way unless I repeat it over and over and over and over again, kinda like I just did, and I’ll keep repeating if you want me to. If she doesn’t want any of it, then it will never, ever happen, and I will be way more than ok with it. It’ll just be what it is, a fantasy, a deep dark sexy and yummy fantasy of mine that gets me off every time. I started having the fantasy when I was on vacation with the Kings, remember when I pretended to be their daughter and we had sex every day we were on vacation? Well, this is the fantasy that the vacation and the Kings gave me and I’m not going to get into detail about it. But don’t judge me. I meet a guy and we fall in love, we asian get married and some years later, my daughter chinese comes to me and asks me about sex. I talk to her about it as much as I can because we are open with each other, which we are in real life now and have always been, and she listens. She asks questions and I answer them, but she wants details, like, every single detail you could thing of. So I give her all of the details she wants. She confesses to me that she’s been watching naughty videos and that she wants to try it. He could make out the dark color of her nipples hidden inside her bra. We walked in and several jocks were standing around in tuxedos with beer bottles in their hands. The pleasure spilled through me as his jizz flooded my cunt. I thrust a bit harder into her. 'Yes' said Roger as he unbuttoned and removed the jacket. He asked her to come over Sunday, and have a cookout and go jet skiing. Even if I’d brought them pussy with me there was no way that I was going to wear them. 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