She then pulled her father’s waist up to her armpits and attached another cord there to hold it. Somehow she managed to get dressed with layers of m...terial hanging around her all over. She looked sort of like the Michelin Tire Man with all her rolls.When she was done she looked up at me and smiled before asking, “What do plan on doing with that video?”I replied, “I’m not sure but I do know that it will be forever etched in my brain.”Katie smiled and then stumbled off again.I sat there for a. He did!!Winter came, and Christmas approached."Dad," Hal said at suppertime. "I want to get Cindy some earrings for Christmas. Can you help me?" Ah, the magical Cindy ... do you suppose we might meet her sometime?" Daaad!!"Hal had hoped his dad might give him a few extra dollars, but, instead, he was told, "Stop in at the corner jeweler's, ask for the owner—you might remember him from seeing him in the bank from time to time—and tell him what you want."This was one of the times Hal was grateful. Elise is your typical stylist. She is has supple breasts, long brown hair that is pleasantly pulled back about 5’5” and an ass to die for. She was in a black skirt and a white blouse. The skirt ends at her knees and her white blouse shows off her full chest. As she works her magic on my hair I can’t help but stair, as the light catches the whiteness of her button down blouse is near translucence in this direct light. My mind wanders….. “Is she wearing a bra?”If Elise could sense me mentally. She just breathed hard, not moaning or groaning, her chest heaving furiously. That gave me an idea.I closed my hands around her neck, and I squeezed it while I fucked her. The girl looked at me in desperation, and she started to cry openly, terrified. “N-No! Please, no!” And she grabbed my forearms with her hands.Oh my God, I thought. She thought I was trying to kill her.“Shh… Do you trust me?” I said, not stopping. Alissa still cried loudly, so I asked again, “Do you!?”She looked at me, eyes.