I stood up and walked towards him. I went right in front of him and I looked at his face. We both looked at each other for five seconds when he leaned...in and kissed me on the lips. I kissed back and evetually, our tongues were battling fiercely. I could feel both of our cocks rubbing against each other. My Dad stopped kissing me and made his way to my neck. He kissed, licked, and even bit my neck. Man, did it feel so fucking good!"Mmmmmmmmmmm. Ahhhhh, oooohhhhh!" I moaned.He made his way to my. "I'm glad you like it." Rhea glanced over her shoulder towards the source of the voice and perceived a tall man, with striking blue eyes, chiseled facial features, and pale skin tone. His hair was a darker shade of blonde, long and tied in a ponytail. "How do you know if I like it or not?" You haven't spent more than a minute on any exhibit. And you've been standing here for a good three minutes, so I take it you liked what I've put up on here," he smiled in an almost innocent way, but his eyes. At first, they just fucked me, but now that’s just the appetizer...” She shook her head and interrupted herself. “I should apologize for my language, I suppose, but that’s what they make me do. I’ll plead, ‘Please fuck my dirty asshole! It needs a hard cock.’ But that’s to avoid something worse... “Worse?” Mom asked softly.“Worse,” Diane repeated. “This morning I pleaded with them to allow me to break my wrist.”“Why?”“They were threatening to mutilate me. They were going to cut off my ears and. But he didn't go back to his hotel. Her street was quiet and dark, and the house's rear yard was unlit and accessible. Careful not to be seen, Phelps crossed the side yard near the rear of the house and tried the back door.It was locked, but the old-fashioned door was easily breached. Phelps entered the darkened house with confidence. Clearly, the girl lived alone and would most likely be gone for hours. He decided he couldn't risk turning on a light, but with reasonable care, he felt there was.