Instead, Emily wore a white summer dress embroidered with flowers as if she was a young girl just stepping out of a cornflake advert. But Emily was no... a young girl anymore as the dress’ close-fitting cut and extremely short length made only too clear - to say nothing of the way it displayed her baby bump so prominently.Her unpainted, previously child-like face was now adorned with make-up; sophisticated and subtly applied, bringing her mischievous eyes and full lips to life. The long hair that. "ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ" The mobile was off again.This time the vibration hit her much harder than it had before. As the motorized buzzing pulsated upon her clit, Sarah felt more than a little uncomfortable. This time it wasn't due to irritation, no the unforgiving phone was now beginning to turn her on. No amount of fidgeting on Sarah part could loosen the hold that the cell had over her and in fact her attempts at evasion only served to cause her to grind against the phallus in her. But it wasn't me she came for.. Seems my father had some affair going, and it wasnt just me in the chase. I had to leave the room and went down the hotel bar. Ordered a Gin and kept stirring in it just wondering ehat might be happeining upstairs. BUT I WAS WRONG. Not 15 minutes had passed and I saw here coming to the bar also.. It was either my father came in short or nothing happened. She came and sat beside me. Couple of folders in her hand. All she said was 'I needed a signiture' and ordered. Taking a final glance in the mirror by the door, she grabbed her keys, stilettos, and handbag. Avoiding Maria’s pleading eyes, Gina kissed her daughters once more and trotted to her car. The sound of a door slamming assured Gina that Maria was on the road to one of her I-hate-my-mother moods. Francesca leaned over the back of the couch and pressed her forehead to the cold, waved glass of the window. A small wobbly triangle formed where her youngest daughter’s perfect little nose pressed to the.