She looks under the bathroom sink and retrieves the tampon box where she hides her drugs. Inside the box is a mirror a bag of blow, a bag of dope, a p...pe, a razor and a straw. She turns on the fan, lights an inscent stick and fills the pipe with dope. She only needs a few hits in order to kick start the day. Thoughts of all the money she is passing up is beginning to cloud her thoughts. She wants to hang out with Dirty but gives priority to her addiction with spending money. She hits the dope. Our room overlooks the city and the bay. I stand at the window and look out at the lights. Daddy stands behind me and puts his arms over my shoulders. I lean back against him and feel that hardness again, this time pressing into my back. He caresses my shoulders and arms, and I think about how wonderful he is.His hands slide lower and cup my breasts. Oh, God! It’s like electricity shooting through my body – or at least from my breasts to my pussy.My knees are weak. “Daddy, I really don’t think. " Gertrude remarked flexing her muscles in the mirror "Look at all that muscle... keep-keep your girl on a... this is stupid." Gertrude laughed off her own psych up in the mirror looking at her naked definition lacking 90lb body with it's modest four inch penis and orange slices for balls all wrapped up in a compact five foot three package, she got dressed and made her college football field to see her friends"Hey guys, I finished looking over your book reports." Gertrude explained holding up a. Your body was already drunk on pleasure but this was exactly what you wanted. I lay on my back as you got up and positioned yourself over my hard cock. You ran your slit along the length of my cock, making sure it was good and wet before you positioned it against your opening and lowered your body onto it. I moaned in pleasure, and reached out for your hips to hold you there while I got used to the feeling. It was incredible. Like nothing I could have imagined. I felt you pussy contract around.