. fuck me now daddy.. fuck me hard…” Bridget begs…. Paul grabs tight on her hips and starts slowly pushing deep and then slowly pulling out just...to the point where his cock-head is at her lips…. “Take my cock honey.. fuck daddy with your little pussy.. fuck me good sweetie” Paul pleads. Bridget’s little pussy is even tighter than he dreamed. He pushes firmly each time to go as deep as he can. “God.. oh god.. daddy.. you’re cock is bigger than I ever dreamed.. your filling me up.. your fucking. "But you have to buy it for my little boy too. He's been at the sitter's all day and I don't want to leave him there any longer than I have to." I'd be delighted to meet him," said Bob.Layla's built in lie detector waved another white flag."Dinner" turned out to be a trip to Chucky Cheese's, by Layla's choice. That was primarily because Aidan could play there, as well as eat. It also made it easy to talk, or to refrain from talking, if that was how things turned out. Having Aidan with her did. She knew what she was doing alright. She led me to the parking lot of Big Al's Pawn Shop without a single misstep. Big Als was a converted three bay 40's style service station alright. The bay doors had been switched to glass store front windows when the Korean family owned it. Big Al had those windows covered with security bars."Jesus this place looks like a mini prison," Cheryl said."Well in this case the bars are supposed to keep people out," I said. But you could be right maybe we should. I have one that will workperfect for you my dear. She opened a case and a beautiful mid backlength blonde wig emerged from its cradle. She flipped some hair away asshe placed it on my head. She put a few drops of liquid near my ear, myforehead, the back of my neck and on my temple as she held it in place.Once she felt it had set, she fluffed it with a fork and told me tostand up. She looked through my clothes and selected one of my littleblack dresses. It had a plunging neckline and was six.