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Kelly opened the front door on her way out just at the moment her mother arrived at her father’s side. Both parents looked proudly at their daughter in her ridiculously-short, pleated skirt.“Kelly,” her father called as she strode away.Kelly turned, placed a hand on her bare hip, and cocked her head to one side. “Yes, Daddy.”“Be safe, dear. I think it’s going to rain later.”“Suck him good, baby girl,” her mother said. “Then come back and whisper to your daddy all the details, just like Stan said.”“Talking of Stan,” her dad said, “Jack asked me where he could find him.”“Did he say why?” Kelly asked.Her dad shrugged. “I will text him,” she said***On the bus, Kelly sent a text to Jack: Don’t go to see Stan.Moments later, she got a reply: I just met him, it’s all ok. I know what’s happening to your family. I will meet you later.Kelly put the phone away, relieved now that she knew Jack was okay. She’d grown to really like him. But now she thought about her pending date…Standing on the car park’s top floor, Kelly lit another cigarette after dropping a spent one on the ground next to three other butts. Her determination to arrive early had given her the opportunity to fill her lungs with the smoke, just like Mr Gamble preferred.Kelly was near the entrance to the stairwell on the dimly lit and deserted floor. A month ago, she would have felt intimidated, worried about being attacked in such a secluded space. Now she had no fear, no pending worry.Kelly’s left forearm was across her bare stomach, hand gripping her hip, and her right elbow rested on it as she raised the cigarette to her lips. She heard a car coming up the ramp and exhaled smoke through her nostrils.The hum of tyres echoed in the huge concrete and steel structure and she watched the car reverse into a nearby space next to a support pillar. Looking at the silhouette of the driver, Kelly desperately wanted to run over to the car but she fought the urge and casually dragged on her cigarette. She craned her neck back before blowing smoke up in an exaggerated fashion. That done, she dropped the cigarette, stamped on it, and ground it out. Facing the car with legs tensed and spread wide in her tiny skirt, Kelly thrust her pelvis forward in a raunchy pose before reaching into her bag for yet another cigarette. Holding it to her lips, she sparked a lighter and the flame illuminated her beautiful youthful features.Kelly put the cigarette Şerifali Escort to the flame, inhaled, and gorged on a long drag before blowing out a plume of smoke. She sauntered toward the vehicle, hips swaying, and the noise of the engine and the click of her heels echoed across the floor. Kelly opened the passenger door as Mr Gamble killed the engine. She placed a long smooth leg inside the car and sat before swinging in her other leg and closing the door.Kelly took the cigarette from her mouth and blew smoke into Mr Gamble’s face. He closed his eyes and winced in pleasure, breathing in the smog.“Hi, Mr Gamble.”He opened his eyes and glanced around the empty car park.“It’s okay, I’ve been here ages, and no one’s been around.” Kelly put the cigarette between her lips and rested her empty hand on his thigh. Mr Gamble shuddered at her touch, a nervous, excited twitch.“It’s fine Mr Gamble… Kelly is going to take really good care of you.” She blew a massive smoke ring toward his face and Mr Gamble was lost in the smoke euphoria.“You like that don’t you?” she asked, moving her hand between his legs and squeezing his hard cock. “Hmm, ready I think. How about I light another ciggy and you take out that hard cock for me?” Mr Gamble nodded, quickly loosening his belt and unzipping his trousers. Kelly lit another one while she watched him work at speed. “You are quick,” she said and blew another plume at him.“I don’t have long; I need to get back to the wife and kids,” he gasped.“Okay then, if you’re in a rush, let’s get started.”Kelly took another puff then handed him the cigarette. He held it between two fingers as she leaned down to his solid erection. Kelly blew smoke over his cock and balls and Mr Gamble moaned. Kelly loved the effect she had on him and she was also aware of leaving a wet stain on his seat as her tiny skirt rode up. Kelly dribbled saliva onto his cock, then took him into her mouth, bobbing up and down to swallow him deeper and deeper.Gradually, Kelly pulled back, released him, and looked up with parted her lips Mr Gamble offered the cigarette and she took another long drag, then lowered back down. She watched as smoke billowed around his cock and balls again and she resumed bobbing up and down as Mr Gamble reached under her jumper and pawed at her bra-covered breasts.Kelly skimmed her tongue over his fat dome, tasting his pre-cum, Şerifali Escort Bayan and allowed him to feed her more smoke. She again covered him with her expelled smoke and he moaned.“God, that’s so sexy,” he mumbled, tossing the cigarette out of the window. “Light another.” Kelly sat up and lit another cigarette while Mr Gamble slowly stroked his cock and demanded, “Show me your tits.”With the cigarette hanging from her lips, Kelly reached around to unhook her bra and lift it along with her jumper, exposing her ample tits. After pushing them together, she took a drag of the cigarette then repeated the action with her tits — but this time blowing gentle vapes of smoke over the firm mounds.“Oh, fuck yes,” Mr Gamble said and Kelly responded by blowing more smoke down her cleavage as he masturbated.Kelly blew yet more smoke and that was it for Mr Gamble. He spasmed and cum spurted, string after string of hot sticky fluid coating his grip while he pumped and twitched.Kelly let him settle before dropping the cigarette out of the window and bending to lick him clean. She enjoyed the sensation of his spent hot cock in her grip.“Kelly, I have to go.”She ignored him, continuing to lap her tongue around his shaft.“Kelly.”She kissed the head and pursed her lips over the tip.“Kelly.” He pulled her up. “I need to go… I should not have come.”She licked her lips. “So, we don’t have time for a fuck?” she asked, pouting.“No, we don’t.” He stared at her. “I need to go, right now,” he said, reaching over to open her door before fixing his trousers.Kelly got out, adjusted her bra and jumper, and watched Mr Gamble drive off.As the car swept down the ramp, she sparked up another cigarette and walked to the elevator. Riding down, Kelly wasted no time sending a text to Jack: Hey, I’m done.In seconds, he replied: Cool. If you’re heading home, I’ll meet you at the bus stop.See you in thirty, handsome.That done, she lifted her skirt and snapped a picture of her pussy and sent it to the guy she’d had phone sex with earlier, adding the message: Enjoy, text me back with yours.Kelly hadn’t long been on the bus when she received the response, a thirty-three-second clip of him playing with his hard cock. She was watching it again when she stood from her seat and walked to the doors of the bus.Jack was waiting on the bench and Kelly closed the phone as she stepped onto the Escort Şerifali pavement and gave him a huge hug. “I’m so glad you’re safe.”They held hands on the walk toward their houses and Jack said, “So, I spoke to Stan.”Kelly remained quiet.“He was very clear that your dad fucked him over.” He gripped her hand tight. “What do you remember when you met him?”Kelly thought, then described what she remembered…Arriving home from school, Kelly had been surprised to see her dad’s car in the drive. He normally worked long hours and she sensed something was amiss as soon as she stepped inside.The sound of her mum laughing hysterically filled the house. It was coming from the living room and Kelly kicked off her shoes and went into the room. Even more surprising than the laughter was the vision before her.Her dad stood next to the couch, his demeanour so much different from the normal. His shoulders slumped, he looked sad and unsure. And when he saw her, he looked worried. Kelly turned to look across the room where her mother sat on the three-seater sofa. She was vastly different, too. Normally so elegant and reserved — Kelly thought her mother was classy — she now sprawled across the couch in a very revealing red satin nightie that clung to her body, highlighting her generous curves. She fingered the edge of the material at her cleavage and her legs were crossed, one high-heeled red shoe dangling off her foot as it waved up and down. Her blonde hair was messed.Her mum’s laughter faded when she noticed her daughter’s arrival. “Kelly,” she said through lips thick with red lipstick. Kelly could not remember her wearing anything so garish and her eye shadow, mascara, and foundation, all seemed heavier than normal.Kelly looked away from her mom — well, the slutty person purporting to be her mom — and paid attention to the man sitting smugly with his legs tucked under her mother’s. He was a portly little man with thinning grey hair and his eyes moved up and down, taking in all of Kelly.Although young, Kelly was not completely innocent or naive; she knew when a man was checking her out, and this guy was not even hiding it.Kelly looked to her dad to see his reaction to this man’s rude actions. He averted his gaze and looked down at his feet. Kelly turned back to the sofa and caught the man nudging her mother.“Kelly,” her mum said again and rose from the seat. Unsupported breasts jiggled within the satin negligee and Kelly also noticed the absence of panties.“What the hell is going on?” Kelly said.“We’ve been having so much fun,” her mom said, gripping Kelly’s arm and steering her to the sofa. “Stan here is just so funny.”“Who’s Stan? And why are you dressed like this? What’s going on?”

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