Daddy's little cunt. Daddy loves to fuck his boy. You are such afantastic fuck buddy. I'm so proud of you. You are such a great man andsuch a grea... fuck. Oh yeah buddy. Daddy's gonna cream. Daddy's gonnashoot his man load. Daddy's gonna give you his sperm. The sperm that madeyou son. Take it fucker. Take it now."Dad unloaded the third round of delicious man fluid in my bowels. Watchinghis body ejaculate was different again from the other two. Here is my Dad.Here is a mature, muscle. . well not much anyway. She soon got the right idea of how I expected it done. I warned her the next time she didn't clamp off her flow firmly that I was going to make her drink every drop of mine. Fear makes for a very productive teacher sometimes!" Pat giggled."Besides," She added, "I wanted to give her a good bit of my mind. I deal with fancy rich cunts like her nearly everyday that pay me a fortune to drink my piss like it's the finest champagne and eagerly beg for the caress of my whip. I. The Lab sniffed about, sat down beside a man for a few seconds, returned to its seat, and this time he placed two paws on the agent’s arm.The Policeman said, ‘That man is carrying cocaine, so again, I’m making a note of his seat number for the police.’‘I like it!’ said his seat mate.The Policeman then told Sniffer to ‘search’ again.Sniffer walked up and down the aisles for a little while, sat down for a moment, and then came racing back to the agent, jumped into the middle seat and proceeded to. So Bobby had come here anyway, after Julie told him not to. Bobby, who was highly skilled in karate. And now Julie lay here on the floor, with blood stains from her wounds that Pete could see clearly on the side of her pale face."One more thing about him," said the paramedic soberly. "He's got a gun." He went on to briefly describe what he'd seen of the revolver, and how Bobby had hidden it behind his back before leaving.Pete nodded grimly, and to the paramedic's surprise, suddenly turned and.