The missus was real upset about "you know what"."Sal waved his hand without losing control of the garbage can on the wheelie. Any excuse to get out of...the chilling wind would be welcome. This was the next-to-last can and he was already tasting the sweet sugared coffee Mrs. Conti always had waiting for him on the kitchen stove. He knew she wanted him to give it to her again but he was a bit reluctant because Mr. Conti was still pissed over the way he had taken the youngest daughter's cherry in. I lay there sobbing. Tom looked at his daughter. His pride and joy. She had bloody welts all over her backand ass. He also noticed that he had become very excited. His cock throbbed against his pants. Addy had curled up on her side and sobbed. He could see her pussy sticking out between her closed legs. It had been a long time since he had been with a woman and God help him if he didn't want to fuck his own Daughter. Tom said " Have you been with a man Addy?" "No. At first he could see no connection, which didn't surprise him. After all why would someone like this be fluent in English? Midway through the tapes he got this eerie feeling that his boss must be psychic. Gradually a correlation to English and her physical responses began to appear. It almost looked as if she was learning the language at some incredible rate while she was being bombarded by all sorts of stimuli. By the time he had looked at the final tape, just before she went into the. I ask her about the city and how to not look like a tourist except when I'm being a tourist. I feel like I'm learning far more about both my cultural and geographical surroundings from her than I am from anyone else thus far.Honestly, she is really great. If I described her for very long I bet I'd convince myself that I have a crush on her. Well, I do have a crush on her. I just don't know that it's anything more than a friend crush. She's very, very charming though. She actually stayed at my.