The red truck slewed slowly in the wind until it was nearly broadside to the road, and then it tumbled over. The whole truck just blew over ... and ov...r ... and over. The truck picked up speed as it rolled out from under the protection of the far bridge throwing up handfuls of broken glass and plastic parts into the wind with each rotation. Midge peered over my arm as the vehicle disappeared. We were both shocked when the truck rose up in the air and disappeared from our view as though some. I picked up my pace, allowing her to buck her hips against me. Her moans became louder, her breaths shorter and more shallow. I could tell that she was on the verge of her first ever orgasm, so I slowed down. I could sense the frustration building. I looked up from Riley's pussy to my daughter."Bethany, I want you to be the one to give Riley her first orgasm. You need to be the one to do it." I said as I put my fingers on Riley's clit to keep her primed and ready."OK daddy, but I am still not. Please, just whip it out and fuck me. You can have my body anytime you want. It’s yours. No need to ask, just use me. My body is yours, just fuck it. Treat me like your sex toy, just fuck me already… please?”And here we were. The prestige. “No.”“Oh, Randy, I nee-”“I said, no. You’ll just have to suffer,” I told her, my voice changing.“What…?” she asked, confused. We were still in the first room of her dorm, which functioned as a living room, so she got up onto a couch, my words rattling her. At. ‘You don’t have to buy me dinner and take me dancing to get me to sleep with you.’ He blushed slightly. Marissa led him from the dance floor. They went up to their room in silence, absently holding hands. Alan walked through the suite, dropping his wallet and keys on the table by the door. Marissa followed him to the bedroom. He fished a toiletry kit out of his suitcase and went to the bathroom. She found him brushing his teeth and took care of herself in the second sink. He left her there and.