Do I pull up in front of the motel room where my car will be lit up and everyone can see me inside? Or do I play shy and park over in the shadows wher... someone could easily take advantage of me in the dark?.. I knew.. KNEW I was going to stand out regardless. Bimbo blonde hair..Shiny metallic gold trenchcoat.. Whore-perfect makeup in shades of pink and purple with dark mascara..Rosy cheeks..Glossy pink lips..Alan said he wanted me to look like a whore when I showed up, and to be dressed in the. "oh gawdddd" Katie muffles through the cock being stuffed into her mouth as she can't take her eyes of her father feeding her his fat cock. Keeping eye contact as she lets her head be pushed down further down the shaft before hitting the back of her throat. Moaning around the taste of herself and her daddy's cock sending waves of pleasure through his body as she moans around it."That's it baby, just like that" She hears her fathers instructions as she looks down seeing only half of his meaty. “Who are ‘the guys’?”“Little Bit,” Andy replied, “you know that John is a running back. Well — surprise, surprise — a running back won’t make it out of the backfield if he’s not behind a good offensive line. John’s is good! All of the boys — the front five, from tackle to tackle — are all sons of PHA men. And they’re dedicated to opening holes for John to run through.” With a grin she added, “Caitie, your grandmother could gain at least 100 yards a game running behind those giants!”With a grin. It wasn't a bad likeness if sheremembered correctly, and unlike many commissioned portraits ofrich men, her Great Uncle was actually smiling in this one! Helooked nice, if a little imposing.She raised her glass to him and said, "Here's to you, UncleJoseph. You've made a girl very happy, and I'll try my best tocontinue your good works. Rest in peace, Uncle. I drink to yourmemory." The dark wine had a pleasant, but mysterious taste toit. She didn't exactly like it, but it wasn't as bad as.