’ He was led away. ‘And now, Sir, I should take a few details, but I’d rather not. It’s nearly Christmas. You don’t want to spend it in Newt...n Abbot, do you?’ I shook my head. ‘Then we shall assume that Fingers walked in here by himself, shall we? That way I won’t have to take your name and address, Mr. Owen, nor your car registration details, nor examine your car that from here might appear unroadworthy…’ ‘Thank you, Sergeant. I’m on my way.’ ‘Just steer clear of Police Stations. Next time, if. I was on daddies sexual radar, he really was thinking about fucking me, and my throat tightened so much I could say nothing in my own defence, I felt defenceless and weak, as Emma then stormed out of the house and went back to the city.That night I lay on my bed when daddy came in and sat down on the mattress, I cringed, but daddy just smiled, 'It's OK sweetheart, I'm not wanting anything from you, you are too young'.He then lay down on my bed as I sat beside him, 'I really just love to sleep. I rode a lot when I was in college and when I'd oil and rub my saddle it glowed just like her skin did.She stood there. Eventually it occurred to me that I was just staring at her and she just stood there with this beautiful smile on her face letting me. Way to go, Paul, I thought, act like a dork, a love struck teenager. For God's sake, ask her in.I kind of tripped over my dumb tongue and stammered something out and she laughed. She knew that I was a social retard because I'd told her so, but. This view alone was enough to send him into high spirits as he increased his pace, his strength, pounded are Minerva’s ass as he had with Althea’s cunt. “Pap, pap, pap pap” was the song of their love making as Cidius held back none of his lust, slamming into Minerva like nothing more then a welcoming cum dumpster. She beneath him moaning loudly, screaming even “Oh FUCK! OOOOOOHHHhhhh yeah~! FUCK MY ASS! Oh GAWD! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” not the glazed over fuck slut that Althea had been but more the.