Casey was watching TV on the couch when his dad came inside. He had been working on a project in his wood shop for a while and just had to do some fin...shing touches today. He was in blue jeans, a tight t-shirt that showed off his muscles and work boots. Casey noticed his dad was hard when he came back in from working on his project. He sat on the couch next to Casey. “Hey Casey, can we talk?” “Sure dad, what's up?” “Well, now that you're 18 I thought it would be a good time to have the talk”. My cock was now in between her ass crack now. Oh what a ass she had. We had few more drinks there and dance like that for quite some time.I felt her body very nicely in the dance floor and she also allowed me to do that. Then I found she was very drunk now. She couldn’t stand properly now. I said to her let’s go. It was around 20 mins walking from that place to the hotel but she was so drunk that couldn’t walk that much. I called a taxi and put her in the cab. She was so drunk that she fell on. Her eyes watered but she still moaned when he once again thrust in and out of her, his abdomen slapping against her buttocks. The red marks from her earlier whipping burned with each contact, and she whimpered and cried, yet another orgasm slowly building. Each strain of her muscles and press of his cock into her centre caused her shoulders to twist and burn. His hands pressed down on the back of her shoulders, forcing her pelvis higher, and thrust fast and hard. As the pain built, the friction. When the computer booted, instead of the usual dull Windows 95 desktop, there was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen on the screen looking at him with her beautiful blue eyes. Above the girl was the message, “Hi, Jack! I’m Sam.”Now he remembered he never even bothered to check his mail. For the next hour, all he did was stare at the warmly-smiling picture of the incredibly beautiful blonde named Sam.Then the day before, when he booted up his computer, there was a Post-It note on the same.