It wasn’t the car that made it special, though; it was the freedom that it represented and the next step on the path to adulthood. CC was practicall... bubbling over with joy. She made me watch as she drove up and down the street a few times, but I didn’t mind because her excitement was contagious, and I was almost as happy as she was.“I wish I could take you for a spin, Tiger!” CC gushed enthusiastically as she bounced around her car while grinning at me like the Cheshire cat. “So, what do you. And she going to ckeck with her hand and when her hand reached her pussy she caught my cock….firstly as she was unknow of it,she just push it back …when again i make a harder move inside her she just cried out loudly and that voise make me more horny…and with few moments i make 5-10 stokes with ful power inside her pussy…..she wa slooking at me like she will kill me of wht i was doing to her.then she tries to escape from me ,but with my tight holding she was unable to make her free…as my cock. Now back to the presentWe were getting ready to go out but the weather turned crap like it usually does here in the U, K so decided to stay in and have a few bottles at home so all dressed up and nowhere to go and so putting on some descent music on the hifi and the drink softening things well got me all sort of randy now looking at my daughter dancing around like she must have done to all those guys and well and knowing my gal had men’s hands all over her mauling her like they do so I asked. Julie Thompson was 5'14, long blonde hair, sky blue eyes, great body, My Dad, he was Julie's husband was killed in a car crash when I was 2-months-old, He was coming home from a local bowling ally, he was part of a bowling team and the bowling ally was having a bowling league tournament, he and his team had won the tournament, until it started raining, it was raining so hard, dad couldn't see the road, until a big diesel truck was driving on the wrong side of the road and the headlights were on.