I took him in my hand and squeezed gently. "Not here" he said breathlessly. He jumped up and tried, rather unsuccessfully to tuck himself back into ...is jeans. He reached down a hand and helped me up. "I don't want our first time to be on a blanket on the beach. I want to make love to you the way you deserve. I know just the place we should go." We got into the car and he drove to a wonderful bed and breakfast. He registered us and we went into our cottage. He lit a fire and we. "Well that didn't take long, I thought. 'Thirty seconds and she senses something's changed since I saw her just a few days ago. I tried to look innocent."I'm fine." Randy, you look better than fine. You look like ... I don't know." She shrugged. "More relaxed or something?" I do?"She rolled her eyes at me, her expression becoming affectionately stern. "Come on, tough guy, spill it."I swallowed a grin and tried to look mysterious.She snorted. "You think you can fool me? I know what it looks. My eyes were rooted onto his cock, it was huge, and I smiled inwardly, 'My dad is bigger than your dad', flashed through my head, talking to my girlfriends, and as if I needed to prove my point, I started to take pictures, once I knew daddy was really sleeping.The porn movie was about a girl being gang-banged, pretty rough stuff to watch, but I found it appealing and gratifying as each man took his turn with her.As dad snored gently, I was reassured by his nasal vocals, I could not resist the. Now they would need a way to get there, so she called a limo service and ordered a black stretch. Barely 10 minutes passed before the long, sleek vehicle pulled up in front of the office. The driver’s door opened and a black-uniformed figure emerged and came inside.The driver looked at them and asked, “Jessica Braden?” The voice was high for a man and low for a woman, and the uniform, hat, and sunglasses made it hard to tell much about who was underneath.“That’s right,” answered Jessica,.