Me: You sure?Sumit: Yes, don’t worry. I will finish my call and come up with the luggage.I got in the lift and reached the 12th floor. I started wal...ing towards Apt 1203. As soon as I reached it, I entered the key and opened the door. I wasn’t sure what to expect as the idiot just sent me up alone. So I entered after opening the door, and it appeared to be the living room or hall.I looked around. It looked amazing. Far better than my bachelor pad. But nobody was there. I stood there, hoping. I tried to warn him, but he really wanted to see them. He didn't quite embarress me to the extreme by making me put it back on, but in the future he wouldn't argue with my first suggestion. Ralph is nice in that way. He'll make me do all sorts of disgusting things once I've suggested them. But he doesn't say anything about my pathetic jugs. I mean I actually love doing shitty things like sticking my tongue in his asshole while he calls me words that describe accurately what I am. "Shit eating. When were you last intimate with my daughter?” Pierre started a little confrontational, but that was a common reaction from a father.“Save it, please. We both know that it’s my baby, Mr. Lanier, don’t we? And even if it isn’t, it is,” I told him, making him scratch his head.“I don’t follow you, Mr. Gottlieb,” Pierre told me.“Anyone else in her life who might have impregnated Jeannie would be bad news. Who do you think out there would take good care of a cat burglar and her baby? More cat. "Just let yourself go, Melanie, honey," he said softly, "Just relax and let it slide up inside you."Melanie's heart was pounding violently. She couldn't control the shudders that seemed to rustle through her sex-starved body again and again. Her cunt was on fire, and the hot pulpy mushroom-shaped cap which was lodged against the orifice sent darts of fiery delight and urgency through her loins.She felt the warm flushes of desire begin to course through her again, and she began to relax..