" Please officer," she implored. "At least let me do this in another room!" Megan," Mom said. "Just do it honey, let's get this over with as quick as ...ossible."Behind some clearly fake tears, for her Mom's benefit presumably, Megan finally got on with it, in order kicking off her shoes, peeling down her jeans and thong then off with the belly top and a dark blue bra. She covered her crotch with her hands. Megan was truly beautiful, about five feet five tall, slim with long legs, a magnificent. She gasped. I had contorted myself to be sat behind her, my legs around her. Her body was rigid up against me, my free arm holding her. I paused to see if she was OK. Seeing no signal to stop, I let my hand wander further. As I did so, rubbing gently against flesh, she melted and became limp against me.I teased my way around her clit with as light a touch as is possible inside cramped trousers and underwear. I prised her pussy lips open ever so slightly with my index and ring finger, slipping. Tears gushed from Chelsea’s eyes. She was crying, she was in tremendous pain. Immediately, I tensed my abs, pulling my body up and grabbed her. I enveloped her with my strong arms; I squeezed her trembling body into mine. She was crying, not whimpering, not grunting, she was crying like that day her grandpa had died.I tried pulling her off. She screamed in pain.“Daddy, don’t, it hurts too much, you have to stay with me now, unless you want to hurt me.”I squeezed her into my chest. I loved. I quickly found the cash and paid her, she went to the desk and paid the money over. She came back after a few minutes but made no attempt to touch me. " I remember you coming in a few weeks ago" she said, " Jo looked after you didn't "she". I couldn't deny it. "Did you spend the night with her", again I couldn't deny it. Then she whispered in my ear,"Were you surprised at what you found", by now she was rubbing my cock again. "Did you enjoy it, did you come, I'll bet you did" Her hand was.