I noted it was 3PM. “He said he was going to work late tonight. I’m sure he is going to meet someone.”“Could he really be working late?” I a...ked.“Not a chance,” she said.“Okay, where does he work? What kind of car does he drive? Email me a picture of him, and I’ll see what he is up to tonight. If he is up to something, but I can’t get proof, I’ll try it next time and keep doing it till I get him with his girl friend,” I promised.I had the PT cruiser set up on his office parking lot. Betty had. I whimper; A low, desperate sound that has his cock jerking in response. “Play with it, babygirl,” he moans gently. Watching as my trembling fingers slid down the soft roundness of my stomach. "There you go. Feel how wet you are already for daddy." he smirks looking at me. "See how you respond when daddy is here to take care of your little fuck hole? And it's only been a few minutes." He moves his head closer to my frame making my toes curl without him even touching me. "Easy babygirl easy." He. Wait until you hear an entire fifteen minute rant in nothing but sarcasm.“Face it dear, being multi-orgasmic is one of our family traits. Five times in forty minutes is nothing to sneeze at.”“Yeah. All of you are multi-orgasmic harpies.”Did your dad just utter what I think I heard?Yes, he did. You should duck she paused now.Emanuel quickly ducked as a slipper left Allison’s mom’s hand and struck her dad right in the groin. Whoa. Her aim is scary.Yes, it is. Besides, it’s not like Dad didn’t. His mother had married Farnell five years ago after dating him for six months. Within a week of meeting each other, Farnell started fucking the soft big booty p*****n. Farnell would slide his gigantic nine-inch pipe in Claro’s ample ass every time they were alone. Claro thought back to their first time. “Every straight man needs a pussyboi,” Farnell had told him. Six years later, they were still fucking like crazy. They had almost gotten caught once, but started locking themselves in the.