I said what? Shelaughed again and said she was her black labs bitch. Wow I said, youreally are into sex aren't you. She said oh yes. We chatted som... more andtold me that she got together with daddy a couple times a month and that heput her in touch with guys and gals that she met about once a week. Butthat I was the first she had invited to her home. She said daddy had toldher he was sure I wouldn't be a problem. She told me about spending thenight with guys and gals in motel rooms and. It wasn’t just because of Jessica, but because I felt Rachel needed to know the truth. The problem was, Carla was so convinced that she knew the truth, that nothing was going to change. I’d given up on my quest to find evidence, and wondered if I might try again. But I didn’t know what else I could do.The one remaining approach was to make a plea to Carla to get access to Dustin’s photographs, the one final place I felt we might find some clues. At some point, though, Rachel would be old enough. We wouldn't find out the coaches' decisions concerning team makeup for a couple of days after that. By the time I was walking back to my bike after that first day, I was feeling confident I had done the best I could.As I was bicycling home from the tryouts, I decided to ride by Jake and Kayla's house to see if anybody was home. Jake was bouncing a tennis ball against his garage door, playing an imaginary baseball game."Hey," I said as I rode up his driveway."Hey," he replied as he whipped. The pain was wonderful and warm.I started to thrust slowly and eventually speed up. Her moans were getting louder with every thrust. We both were in heaven. The pussy slapping sound and our moans made a wonderful tune, which was in perfect sync. I started to bite her neck, and she was scratching my back like a wild cat.The passion was at the top level. All I could hear was her moaning. We switched positions. Now the cowgirl was riding me like a pro. I was squeezing her, bouncing juicy boobs,.