Once again, when he left for the night I lay in bed with a fresh load of his sperm in my ass.--The next day was Sunday and Jack called me on my cell p...one; I guess he’d gotten the number off of my business card or checked my phone which was always on the kitchen counter when I’m at home.“Dani, I have a little present for you,” he said.“Jack, you’ll make up any lame ass excuse to get in my pants, wontcha?” “Well, yeah, I guess I would.”I chuckled and said, “You don’t need to be giving me gifts,. And she went ape shit, plain and simple.I saw it happening. Even more important I heard it start to happen. I wasn't the one who was going to alert the Hendersons that something untoward was going on in our tent. She was, and I got this terrible feeling it was going to be like a tornado warning siren in our tent very soon if I didn't do something. She realized it too, because both of her hands came to slap over her mouth and, even in the dark, I could see the whites of her eyes as some unseen. Scanning the paper a few weeks ago I saw an ad asking for a nude model. Being the somewhat shy type, I started to pass it over. That is, until I saw how much it paid. Three hundred bucks! One session for an hour and a half. Temptation found me in front of the vanity mirror seconds later (oh, the vanity). I stripped down and started gawking at myself. Well, yeah we guys do that pretty much every time we get out of the shower. But those performances are more like Arnold's Conan, not so much. This one involved a girl asking her father for shopping money and earning it the hard way, which made me cum twice as I thought of all the times I had begged my father for spending money. The vibrator got turned up for the next scene, and was being worked roughly in and out of my pussy as I watched varies scenarios of father-daughter fuck sessions. After another three orgasms, I paused the movie again and guzzled down the rest of my drink. My head was spinning from the rum and the cumming but I.