He comes by here now and then you know, we catch up.” she said with a smirk“Why are you spending time with my father, you divorced me?”“Divorc...d as in what I do is none of your business, but maybe he likes hearing me call him daddy.”“You are just messing with me, to bring this up now when I’m begging for help. Please Vicki, you work in HR you can get me a job and look past what happened at my old firm. If not, you know people, you could get me a position somewhere else, please!” the desperate. She was about 5’2”, blonde, 18, with a nice butt. It was one of her first nights of a few months that she would be staying over and before going to bed she mentioned that she was so tired she was going to “sleep like a log”. I didn’t think anything more about it until I passed by the guest bedroom door much later that night and noticed that it was open a couple of inches. The light from the hallway revealed her sleeping form. I peeked inside to see her lying mostly on top of the sheets. She was. She looked away, but hadn't pulled away. "I'm sorry Ral. I never meant to hurt you. You could never imagine how much it hurt to do what I did." She looked back up, tears causing her mascara to run. I reached up and wiped them away, but I didn't say anything. I just stood there and let her feel how confused I was."Let's sit down," I offered after a minute, and she let me guide her to the bed.We sat side by side just like so many times during our dating in high school. Though the motions of what. The need to release was surged forward and ratcheted up the pressure to unload my balls and explode in climax...Brigitte flipped around again and gripped the opposite side of the table. Her eyes were fixed on mine, she knew I was close. Blowing me another kiss, her lips creased into a smile. With a louche movement of her undulating hips, she simulated fucking me. I yearned to touch her body, I burned for her as Nicolette's mouth sucked harder on my cock.Clutching at her breasts, Brigitte.