She was counting the threads on the carpet. Then, she looked up."Okay, we'll do the river boat. But, you have to promise that we can do anything all d...y and night, if we wanted to?" Honey, you have my word, as long as it is nothing criminal."A month later, they stood at the side of the river in Bordeaux. Father was dressed in white slacks with a blue shirt unbuttoned one button more than usual. He wore a white had with a black band. His belly was full as ever. He had a happy smile on his face.. I pulled Karen to face me and her legs straddled me as she knelt with her knee's astride me and her bare cunt pressed to my hard cock. "Do you want it" I teased and K was like a child possessed and pulled my cock out and sat her weight on my penis and slowly impaled herself and my hard cock entered her grotto and she sank till her groins touched. Her tight cunt was like a dream come true. She rode my cock as my hands violated her nubile body. Sweat breaking out on her face as she cried and. " Alright, but don't park in my driveway. Park around the corner."Ten minutes later, Stuart Fisher had parked his car behind another on a side street and walked to the Coach's house. They sat in his den, and the Coach waited for the promised explanation."I had just pulled up and parked, by chance, in front of Ruth Parker's real estate office, no reason really, just where there happened to be a space. As I got out of my car, I looked up and saw Stephanie Adams leaving Ruth Parker's place, but. Angela arrived at the address she was given about twenty minutes early. It was an office complex and there were no other cars around. She was worried that she was in the wrong place and looked again at the address Lorraine had given her. It was the correct address. She was just about to get out of her car and go to the door when a van pulled up next to her car. The side door opened and a man wearing some sort of clear mask stepped out. She rolled down her window an inch or so. “Angela?” .