I hadn't caught on right away because of the early hour, but I suppose she just trying to get one more hook up before calling it a day. I took a close... look at the girl and decided that she was pretty. She was maybe 22 or 23, five foot five inches tall with a very nice 36DD-24-36 body. She had reddish-brown hair down to the middle of her back and soft emerald green eyes I answered her, "No I'm not a cop. Why would a cop be staying at a Best Western?" Her expression relaxed noticeably as she. Just the tip. Rub your cock-tip on my little cunny.” Dan was too turned on to resist. He took his hard cock in his hand and guided it to the outside of his daughter’s pussy. He rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her slit, feeling it just graze the inside of her wet pussy. “Oh! Oh! Oh!” Jill moaned. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open; Dan thought he saw some saliva at the corner of her mouth. “Oh, Daddy, you make my pussy feel so good!” Dan couldn’t hold it any longer. Determined not to. I spread my knees, and whimpered as he began to pull out, before re-inserting himself into my white cavity, his black snake a stark contrast to my pink petals, not that I could see it. The view of my red-satin clad body, skirt on my back, and black Adonis atop me made a searing-hot vision in my minds’ eye, and between my own visions, my pussy’s signals, and the whole situation I was in, I gave in to him. Yet again, I became his, and I would deny him nothing. Not even my heart. Ron was raping. At a spectacular piece this year I twice noticed a shortish but sweet looking ballet girl with exquisite legs — on the second occasion I waited at the stage door to see her come out. So different do women look in walking dress to what they do when on the stage, that it is difficult to recognize them, but looking sharply, I discovered her leaving with a group of others. It was a coldish night in the beginning of March.At first I hesitated to follow her, for her air of quiet respectability.