I start the zipping process and just like before she bends forward and pushes her ass back to my rock hard cock. I'm barely able to control myself as ...he just parks her ass there. I finish zipping and she turns around and hugs me. I know she has to feel the full length now. She backs up and looks down and says Daddy I think you spilled something in your lap. I didnt spill shit the precum was actually sleeping through my pants. Again she giggles and blushes. I realize she is teasing me and. She wasn't in New York. She was in New Jersey: 1411 Oak Road, Hoboken.She was a thousand miles away, but I was determined to be there by the weekend. I had a week's comp time credited, and I signed off to take it. The Captain, looked at me strangely, but I just told him I had some personal business to attend to, and that I would be back a week from Monday to give the devil his due. He laughed and waved me off.I landed at Liberty International at 6:00PM. I rented a car and was on my way to the. My dark blue eyes that border on a brownish purple in a soft light.My breasts, although smaller than some of the other girls', had grown in nicely, round and firm. I wondered if the shirtless muscle boy would enjoy kissing them.I spun around. My ass cheeks had the same nice firm curves as my breasts.It felt good to touch my skin all over. I wondered if that cute, hot basketball player might enjoy the feel of my flesh on his own hands.My pussy slit was small and a nice shade of pink, with a cute. He was told that the matter was of the utmost delicacy and could only be discussed by the Ambassador personally, and only with Miss Bollington herself, though she was at liberty to have her legal advisor with her. He was, however, also assured that the matter was very much to the young lady's advantage, and the Ambassador's secretary went so far as to offer to send a car to collect them both.The following day a Rolls Royce Silver Shadow pulled up on to the drive of the house, the door opened.