You moan and grunt loudly. Your hands clasp the back of my head. “Oh! Daddy! Oh god, what are you… what are you? Doing? That feels… that feels ...o good, daddy… please don’t ever stop, daddy…” I continue to lick your clit and suckle your tender pussy lips while you writhe and moan with increasing sexual arousal. Somehow, I know you aren’t faking it. Not this time! You goddam little whore, you really are aroused, your masturbation dream of being violated by your own father turning to a hot. “Even if we could find her that quickly, I’m going for my own reason. I’ll need at least...” She did some mental math. “ ... at least a half-hour.”“What reason?” I asked. Triss started to back out of her driveway and cast me a bothered glance.“Well if you must know, I’m hoping someone there will be able to help me chase away my despair...” She shifted into gear and took off down the street. I nodded like I understood. “ ... by fucking it out of me, if I’m being too vague for you,” she. She tuned around quickly with an angry look on her face, but once she seen it was me she put on a smile showing her perfectly white teeth. "Oh My God! What are you doing here?" Kathy asked. I told here I was here with some friends and I was stopping at the bar before hitting the dance floor. I got me andKathy a long island and after downing them and talking for a bit we hit the dance floor. The way that girl moved her body was incredible. We danced and drank for most of the night. We was. La porta si chiude dietro di me, e quando mi volto di scatto a guardarla, una persona scivola alle mie spalle. Sussulto, faccio un passo indietro mentre osservo la donna appena apparsa: alta, magra, dalla carnagione estremamente pallida ed i capelli nero corvino, sembra avere forme definite, sotto un lungo abito nero dall'alto colletto."Tu devi essere John, giusto? Ti stavo aspettando. Mi hanno detto che sei qui per attraversare la Porta d'Argento... seguimi"La voce è cupa, dolce ma tetra,.