“Hello? Anyone home?” Still no answer, so I walked toward the back of the house where the pool was, and into the kitchen. I heard some noise c...ming from the fenced in back yard, and as I approached the sliding glass door, I couldn’t believe what I saw. There was my sex pot teenage daughter, in a skimpy bikini, on her knees in front of the man who lived there, and she had the biggest cock I have ever seen wedged down her tiny throat. I know that when I left, she had technically still been a. I load my bike in the back and I get inthe passenger seat of the truck, but I have to push school books out of myseat into the middle seat between us. In the floor of his truck is his gymbag with clothes stuffed and hanging out. Once I close the door, he says bythe way, I am Wes. We head out the parking lot and start towards myhouse. Wes said he sees me around the high school a lot. He asks what gradeI am in now. I tell him I am in 8th. He asks why I hang out at the highschool. I tell him how I. "He's a customer, a great customer, and he bought me lunch the other day. It just kind of came up." So you want him to come over and fuck me?" He'll be here at nine." She said smiling looking over at the bedside clock. It was seven thirty and some change. "I wanted to make sure that there was enough time so that I could call the whole thing off. So what do you think?" We should go shower because I doubt that I'm the only thing that he'll want to put his dick in when he gets here."Jason was a. He opened his door just enough to see out into the hallway. No one was there, so he opened the door enough to step out and cross the hall. He opened the door to the counting office and stepped inside in one fluid motion, closing the door behind him. He stepped to a place where he could see the entire room and examined it.Shit! It was a good thing that he had changed plans. That damned safe was large enough for him to stand inside it; no way would he have been able to move it all by himself,.