Whereas Amanda stands well above the roof of her car at 5'8"...Whitney is much shorter, closer to 5 foot 3 inches and 100 pounds. I think it was about...then that I broke the silent, almost magical moment by dropping the wrench I'd been holding. The loud noise it made when it hit the concrete floor brought the attention of these two teen beauties directly towards me, as Amanda called out, "Hi Dad! This is Whitney, from work; we're going to hang out for a while." I should at this point interject. Fortunately, her lawyer held out for a permanent restraining order against him. In the eighteen months since the divorce, there had been numerous incidents of harassment and threats, but only two violations of the order by physical proximity. She did not know if he was obsessed with her or just angered at losing his prize, but he seemed intent on reclaiming her. She lived in constant fear of him. Dex asked her a number of questions about him, trying to get an idea of his size and strength. He. I figured it would be best if we had privacy. Besides, this was what I set out to to do. > > "I'd love to," I replied. 'Are you local?" > She nodded and said "Don't worry, I'm not a weirdo." She laughed and began stroking my hand with her fingers in a way that made me want to purr like a cat. "How about it? I could show you a good time." > > "Of course! But I'll have to tell my friends first." > > She walked off to the bathroom to freshen up, making sure I noticed her ass wiggling as she. . still not bad-looking at all.“The same thing that we’re about, stud,” Raymond said, as he approached me, removed his bathrobe, and pressed his all-too-human cock against my groin.“Sex, baby. It all comes down to sex, doesn’t it, in the end? Lots of sex. Wild, kinky, unadulterated pleasure,” the Honorable Katie Mulligan promised me, as she bent over for me and slid those bottoms down in an undeniable invitation.“You were right, Jack. At least in your case. The courts are out to screw you, or.