As he made his way to the sparse pubic hair above her pussy, thoughts of throwing her on the bed and pummeling her tight pussy entered his head. No, h... told himself his princess deserves a slow sensuous introduction to womanhood. He slowed way down as he began washing her delicate pussy. Careful not to get soap inside her. He lightly rubbed her joy button. She was becoming wobbly, as her knees weakened. Oh daddy, that feels so good. Slide a finger inside daddy. Finger me. Finger my tight young. Was what I thought.“What in the hell was you smoking last night man.”(It was too good to be true)“Dude you can see for yourself. Thats the only way I can explain the baby right now. So what would make you think I'm lying to you?”“Ok, Ok I believe you. So what does the note say about this no face baby Chad?”“Ah fuck! I forgot to read the note, hold on let me get it. Ok it says,”I couldnt't read this strange language. It looked familiar but I had no hope of deciphering these secret words. “I. Doubtless he remembered fucking me, I could see it in his eyes that he remembered that much at least, but little more than that. I’d never confronted him, never tracked him down to tell him about our baby. I’d been afraid to, at least in the beginning, and then later I’d considered an abortion, and so he’d have no real interest in me anyway after that. And finally, after deciding to keep my baby and offer it up for adoption, I’d simply wanted to forget him. That was all, I wanted to put. We'd been there about ten minutes when the door opened and we both got a shock. We'd seen pictures of Malcolm's face and his awesome cock, but had never seen a full length photo. We both thought he'd be on the tall side, judging by the size of his tackle, but to my surprise he was only the same height as Hazel, five feet four. He was slim and from the bulging muscles under his tee shirt it was clear that he worked out regularly. Malcolm recognised us straight away and joined us in the booth. He.