They put their tiny bags into the cars and stood inhaling the fresh air."How about a last cup of coffee before the road? Shouldn't have a drink, but c...ffee. I can bring my thermos for the road and get it filled too." OK, yes, I'd like that. There's time. I don't want to be on the road too late, but there's time. Kind of hard to say good bye, isn't it?"They walked slowly, hand in hand uphill to the main restaurant entrance. They sat on two bar stools in the modernistic bar with its old=fashioned. Kim eased two fingers inside me and began rapidly firing the tip of her tongue on my clit. It felt so good. Perfectly natural and beautiful. Kim learned my body quickly, knowing exactly what to do with her mouth and hand, and when to do it. I felt the orgasmic wave start to pull me under, then suddenly thought - she is my dad's age. That notion, bothersome at first, took a hard turn when I felt myself gush into Kim's mouth. If you want to cum, you better just go with it, Heather, I thought. So. Whatever she said would be recorded and played back later by me. I know it would never be allowed into court if things got to that point, but I wanted to know what was going on if anything, that way I'd be able to set the other bigger traps.Everything went along as normal until late Friday afternoon. She got a call from Steve asking if I was going hunting again. As I listened to the recorder She said, "as far as I know he's planning on going to the mountains and staying over night, it's to far. And louder.He heard the bed first--the squeak of the springs creaking over and over, the bang of the headboard thundering like a heartbeat. And then he heard her--crying out like he’d only heard people cry out in pain.“Ungh! Ungh! Give it to me! Daddy!”She was wailing, hysterical. Carson’s palms were slick with sweat. He adjusted his grip on the tray in his hands. And then he heard Armisen, his calm sexy voice as he had never imagined it, twisted into a growl, a snarl. He was no longer a.