I moved up closer to her until my knees were at her buttocks and my cock hovered right above her teenage pussy. But then I paused. This was the thre...hold. Anything before this was something we could put behind us, but if I fucked her..."I don't have a condom," I said, the last dregs of my guilt seeking an excuse.Erica seemed to understand. Her voice was soft, gentle, as she said, "You don't need one, Daddy. I'm on the pill, remember?" I did remember, but for some reason in my mind I never. ..I moved her to the couch, and right into her pussy. Now it was wet, that my face had a bigger wet mark. Sarah moaned, louder now, as I was on the right spot. Her legs ladidmon my shoulders, then I turned her to lay down with me facing down on her pusy. Her hands rubbed my head, and hair, her moans got louder, and then her legs wrapped around my head. I felt her body more this way, feeling her shake, her body letting me know as she came. Her legs and hands held tight, her pussy tighten up to. Many items were on a consignment setup such as the junk food items. Sodas, chips, candies and all the other things were vendor supplied and maintained normally.Marcy was wanting to change that as the numbers of stops grew. Volume buying gained better discounts and more profit. Marcy envisioned a JBG warehouse buying, storing and then shipping out to the stops as needed. After all we had both FedEx and UPS centers at Morton Field. The ordering could be done by the bar code scans at the register. “You’ll find someone sooner or later,” she had said when I had come back from a date one night looking noticeably depressed. The thing was Alice had been quite agreeable, but I just couldn’t go all the way. Mostly because of my nerves, but that wasn’t the only reason.“She just wasn’t the one, mom,” I had said. Mom had hugged me then, and she had felt warm and comfortable. What I hadn’t said then, but had already subconsciously been thinking was: “Why can’t you be the one, mom, even if just for.