Rushing into her bedroom, she flipped open her laptop and angled it so it was facing the open part of her room. A quick pull under her bed brought her...small trampoline out. She grinned as she skipped over to the computer and turned on the webcam, and the live feed that went to her father’s blackberry. Whether he was still at his office, or already on the train, he’d get it. The laptop was part of her birthday gift a few weeks back. Her best birthday ever. She slid out of her shorts, back to the. Ray felt her already tight pussy clench around his tongue and he could taste the release of her sweet nectar. He savored the taste of daughter’s essence and it made his cock throb with want and anticipation. Tiff’s young body shivered when her dad kissed her clit and took it between his teeth. The electrical shocks shot through her young body and quickly brought her to another orgasm. He was still sucking and nibbling on her clit when Tiff begged her dad to make her his woman. Ray moved up over. ”“Oh, no,” he replied, setting down the empty cup to help me. “I wasn’t watching where I was going. I should have been paying more attention.”Our eyes met and he smiled. I smiled back and said, “Thank you, kind sir.”We both stood up, each of us clutching the handle of my purse, our eyes still focused on each other. I noticed that he was much taller than me and somewhat lanky with sharp facial features.After what seemed like an eternity of staring at each other, he cleared his throat. “I believe. For the next two hours, we did various shots inside the fake adobe building; part of each side of the building could be folded away for camera access.In one scene inside the hut, I happen to kick a chair out of the way in frustration at not finding the evidence I sought. Beneath the chair, I spotted a metal ring that when pulled, opened to a burial pit full of bales of cocaine. Of course, the bales were actually flour carefully bricked in clear wrap by the stage crew to look like what everyone.