She thought about the way Luca made love to her. That couldn’t have been faked. He did care for her. She needed to trust him.Luca stood there and lo...ked at her. He could tell she was afraid. But she had to trust him. What could he do to convince her? Luca took his hand and ran it against the side of her face. Then he took his finger and ran it across her bottom lip. He was gazing at her. He bent his head down close to hers.“I don’t want to forget about last night.” His voice was soft and. The setting seems so surreal. They had each just masturbated in front of each other and now his daughter was examining his privates so casually and he was allowing it and even encouraging it by casually responding to each of her questions.“This hole where the sperm shot out, is that where you pee from too?” she ask still holding his cock, turning her face towards his.“Yes, exactly.” He confirms.“Dad, you think I could watch you pee sometime? I mean, I know it may sound gross and all, but it,. They each had their own spot picked out. We walked by without anyone recognizing me, and I was glad of it!We were in our seats by 9:45 after going by security. The ID cards that we had allowed entry without going through the security process. Vicky and I had split my computers into separate cases so Vicky and I were each carrying one as we went in.Protocol dictated that everyone be seated before the senators came in and took their seats. When they came in I knew several of them from their time. Leendert zag er ook netjes uit, we hebben de afspraak dat we naar dit soort dingen om beurten rijden, dus ook om beurten wat kunnen drinken.Deze keer was het Leendert zijn beurt om te rijden, hij gaf er de boodschap bij : “zal eens kijken of er nog wat te versieren valt, ik heb er weer zin in” lachend hoor ik dat aan en zeg hem : “kijk maar wat je doet, als je mij maar thuis afzet”.Hij komt op me afgelopen, neemt mij in zijn armen, zijn handen legt hij op mijn kontje en zegt : “mijn mooie en.