‘Is…is…Mark…is he…?’ she stammered. ‘He’ll never bother you again,’ Martin said. He looked at his daughter. ‘How are you, honey?�... ‘I guess I’ll be OK,’ Melissa replied. ‘I…I never fired my gun at anyone before.’ ‘Me, either,’ Martin replied. ‘We’ll talk about it some more once the investigation’s done, OK?’ ‘I think the department’s got some kind of protocol for stuff like this,’ Melissa said, ‘the Patrol does, I know.’ ‘Martin…Mark…he…he said something about running Lonnie off the road,’ Ann. She and I started out just kissing but it escalated to petting and yes finger fucking," he said. I was seventeen before that happened. "So what happened next did you give your friend a blowjob or screw him?" Wilson asked."His name was Shawn and he had a car. I was fifteen and he was the coolest guy I ever met. He was a high school football player. We had been groping for a few months, when he took me to the park on a warm spring night. I was so excited by the anticipation that I really didn't. She moves back to kiss him briefly. She then moves his head to one of her 32B breasts and asks him to kiss it and nibble and suck on the nipple. Kristy tells him how good it feels and how she enjoys it. Kristy still straddles him and moves up close to his hard cock. She raises up a little and moves one of his hands to caress her sweet slit. Daddy slides one, then two fingers deep into her sweet pussy and starts her well on her way to an orgasm. Kristy tells him how she likes what he is. The rest of the trip home was uneventful, if you discounted the suggestive tone that made it memorable to Kirk Wallerson. To put it crudely, they acted as if Kirk was female, and they were in competition for her hand! It required nothing of Kirk to go along with their game; he was embarrassed and provided colour for the drama by blushing a lot. Jimmy, the passenger, playing a tongue tied hayseed, said, "Would the pretty lil miss wanna go to a movie with me, though I admit I'm only a milkman's.