"Just training runs," he admitted. Occasionally, he was called on to help Jackie move or set up a sign."Would you mind taking a run out to Norm Niven'... camp?" Jackie asked. "I've got someone here that needs to go out there, and I was going to take her, but now I've got to get this sign done for Jerusalem Paper."Josh was leery. Norm Niven was the next thing to a hermit; over a period of several years, they'd gradually become aware of him living in an old hunting cabin on the far side of Turtle. She felt exhausted, drained by the restraints and the pounding fuck her father had given her. As both father and daughter caught their breath, his slowly softening manhood slid out of her clasping wet womanhood and he staggered backwards against the low shelf behind him to rest for a moment, leaving Maya hanging defenselessly in the middle of the room. Maya’s arms and body ached from her father’s assault and the stress of hanging by her wrists. She wanted to be let down, get rid of the gag and. ” She sobbed as her tears wet the front of my shirt, her mascara already running to smear her lovely eyes that were even bluer than my wife’s. “Why do you think that Chris?” I asked. “I tend to make all the running. I jump in bed on the first date, so,e times I,ll suck a guy off Before I even kiss his lips. I must be a sick bitch that puts guys off!” She sniffed. “Well you,re certainly not the shy retiring type like most of the females I met when I was your age.” I reasoned. “Times have. ..oh...don't stop...pound my ass, daddy," I was wincing and gasping while trying to take it deep in my bowels.We were both sweating profusely in the muggy, 96 degree heat and because we were both basically fully dressed except for our pants, our clothing was sticking to us like we had been rained upon. Jay, put one foot down on the floor and one foot up on the seat so he could maneuver himself higher above me to get that downward angle. I was about five pumps away from erupting in orgasm. How.