If I choose to go home there is nothing that you can do about it.’ His face turned even redder before he stalked over and jerked her into his arms t...en threw her up over his shoulder. Spinning he began to walk away. ‘Dad?’ Marshall stopped in the open doorway. ‘Yeah?’ ‘Where are you taking her?’ ‘To the courthouse.’ ‘The courthouse?’ ‘Yeah. I am going to stop this nonsense for once and all. In fact I want you there. I am going to put to rest those ‘ghosts’ and you,’ he lightly swatted. .. until she literally collapsed, my fingers popping out with a loud sucking sound. I turned and looked behind me to the bedroom door. If my daughter was awake, she wasn't letting anyone know it yet. Looking down, I saw that I was rock-hard again (or had I ever softened?), and Jennifer's pussy still was wide open, as if begging for more, even as its host had yet to catch her breath. (No matter, I like to start slowly, anyway... but the "host" deserved her say, too.) On all fours again, I. ”“No way! I’m a graduate student there. What conference is this?”“You probably haven’t heard of it. Very dry academic stuff. Just a few hundred crusty old fogies with nothing better to do.”“So, are you some kind of professor?”“I have been called that.”“Wow! You’re nothing like any of the profs I know — I mean that in a good way.”“That’s a relief, because you’re nothing like any of the students I know.”“I guess they don’t streak around hotels in the middle of the night.”“Maybe they do, maybe. Starting from her feet, he went up one leg, then down the other. he ate her pussy, enjoying the sour sweet strawberries mixed with mango and pussy juice. Working up her flat stomach, he lingered at her navel, fucking the deep hole with his tongue. Finally he reached her tender breasts, She was very slim, but her C cups were full and firm, brown nipples that begged to be chewed and sucked. Kalim nicknamed them Tu Tu and loved to hold them, suck them, lick them, and quite often fuck them. These.