Teresa was admiring the view of the ocean, stretching her arms high above her head. Her short t-shirt lifted, revealing her back and allowing me a lon... lingering look at her round bum. I got up close behind her and slid my hands round onto her toned stomach. Teresa simply leaned back into me, her hands landing on top of mine. I kissed the soft skin of her neck, her curls caressing my cheek, causing her to let out appreciative moans. She lifted one of my hands high up under her t-shirt, my thumb. I slung my bag on one of the beds and unpacked what little I'd brought."One rule," Dad said. "Only family in this room. When it gets to be too much, and it will, you can come back here, close the door, and lock out the world."I didn't expect that to happen, but he had a serious look on his face, so I nodded. Then he took me through the lock mechanism. In other hotels we'd had key cards. Here there was a fingerprint scanner, just like in an SF movie. That made sense, too. If you were naked you. When they watched a movie together he had her sit on his lap and he kept his cock in her cunt and fucked her and would cum then as soon as he got hard would fuck her and cum again. He did this for over six hours. When his cock was not hard, he would play with her tits and nipples and massage her ass. He loved having his hands all over her sexy body.After four weeks of non stop fucking, when he would fuck her all day and night, he noticed her tits were swelling. Now she was with c***d, his. The phone in the house was ringing as I entered I rushed over to answer it. "Hello?" Mark," my father's voice oozed out of the phone. He sounded almost poisonous. "I tried calling a half hour ago, where were you?" I had to run an errand and was out of the house," I replied. "Can I help you?" Probably not," my father said. "I'd prefer Mike. Have you seen him?"I sighed. "Father, his friends were selling drugs..." I heard, CAPsmart or something," my father interrupted. "It's fake everyone knows.