He immediately knew what to do. One finger played with her dripping wet pussy and diddled her obstructed hole. She nearly dropped to the ground near h...r front stoop but thought better of it. He really knows what to do. I'm in good hands.The two of them undressed in the living room and kissed as she tumbled onto a couch. His hands mauled her chest unintentionally. It had been a few years since he'd poked a girl and having someone as attractive as Morgan needing him to do the one thing nobody. She felt as though she were in a dream as she walked through the hills, the tall grass feeling wonderful under her bare feet. She knew that she was moving of her own free will, yet there seemed to be some pull that took her directly to her destination, without her even having to think of how to retrace her steps.Before she knew it, she had entered the forest. And, as she did so, a familiar and welcome sensation flowed into her ears and washed over her mind. The singing added to the dreamlike. She was around 16, and wandering around town, but not like just a new girl. Then, I figured out why she looked familiar. We had had a famous teenage detective come to our school and talk to us about one of her cases, where she busted a drug dealer, and then to ?just say no? to drugs. It was obvious that she was after me. The question was, was she working with someone, or alone for now. I watched her for a few days, and saw she was alone. Now, I had to come up with a game plan to take out. Carol moaned excitedly, staring hard at her father's huge, thick prick lying between her massive, fleshy mounds of titflesh. His prick was twitching slightly as though calling to her, and the lewd sight filled her with an incredible, hot longing.She grinned up at her daddy and scooped up her large, aching tits with both hands, sandwiching her father's cockmeat between them."Good girl. Now fuck my cock with your great big tits!" Mike ordered.Carol began to tit-fuck her father, rubbing her huge.