“I understand you work at the airport,” Helen said.“Yes, I work for the company that owns the airport. We’re not actually located on the airpo...t grounds.”“Years ago, I worked for Southwest and flew in and out of Love Field,” the woman told him. “I’ve seen enough airports to last a lifetime.” Just then they arrived at Elizabeth’s office. “Elizabeth,” Helen said. “Your guest is here.”Quickly getting up from her large desk, Elizabeth almost ran to Tommy. When she reached him, Betts threw her arms. “Soon baby, but first I want to watch the movie with you,” he explained. With that he hit play, his finger slowly and gently stroking my clit. I loved being Daddy’s little play cunny. A woman on the tv walked into what looked like a living room. It had a couch and a coffee table. Based on the quality of the picture the movie looked like it was a few years old. She started taking off her clothes and I wiggled on Daddy’s lap. When the woman turned her face to the camera I gasped. “That’s Mommy!”. I thought that I’d heard something about waiting three days from some of the young residents at the hospital. Could I possibly wait so long?At that moment, my ring tone for my new love began to play, my homage to my long-lost Aurora — the opening bars of Debussy’s ‘La fille aux cheveux de lin’ — ‘The girl with the flaxen hair.’ I answered.“Christian?” she asked and my heart skipped a beat.I was too tongue-tied to answer immediately.“Christian, it’s Steph ... no, I mean it’s Aurora. Are you. I could feel my balls tightening ready to shoot my first sticky wad for this wanton, insatiable young woman. My One hand was gripping her thigh, my fingers pressing into the soft flesh. My other went to her cunt, my thumb ran down her slit until it was pressing firmly onto her sensitive clit. She threw her body back again, pushing herself down and grinding against my hand. I bounced her on my powerful thighs; pounding into her with a desperate ferocity. Her body reacted instantly, ready to.