.. hanh ... nooo," the little girl whined as the helplessness of her situation fully dawned on her adolescent mind. "He makes me do it."With her knees...raised to protect herself Sarah's little skirt was bunched around her hips and her plump thighs were bare. Arthur released her arms and got his right hand under her bare bottom as he slipped a finger into her cum-greased twat."Damn Dave, she's really wet. I hope the old bastard has you on the pill coz he's sure not using a safe. Feels like he. I was rocking, so she rocked with me until I finally pulled away. I walked out into the living room with her following me and checked on the girls. Then I sat down, stole one of Sheri's cigarettes, and lit up. I hadn't had one in almost two years and the taste and smoke in my lungs felt good, like greeting an old, unforgotten friend who just suddenly came home.We sat at the kitchen table where I could see the kids playing in her living room and talked. I still couldn't get rid of the pain. I. Eventually she straightened up and began to walk back, her face reddened and her stride only slightly less graceful than previously.Doutzen Kroes was the next model to be announced; as she passed Candice it was her who winked first this time. the Dutch model was wearing a red tight leather catsuit with the mandatory exposed breasts and crotch; instead of the pumps she now wore knee-high leather boots on an equally killer stiletto heels. The heavy chain connecting her nipples had a company of. There were two interesting women sitting together. I really liked the looks of one of them. She smiled at me encouragingly.“Okay, Eddie. Let’s compare notes.”I turned to Denise. She was grinning at me.“You put them all to shame, Denise.”“That’s not true, Eddie. So how many women would you consider attractive here?”I did a quick scan of the prospects. “7, I guess, Denise.”“Only 7? I count about twelve.”“Twelve, really?” I scanned again. I could stretch it to 9, I guess. But one of them was.