"What are you thinking?"Ricardo rolled on his side. "He can hear everything we say?"I decided not to tell Ricardo about the microphone under the mattr...ss, and the amplifier in the closet. "Yes." And this doesn't bother you? This doesn't bother him?" Gregory knows I've been going over to your apartment. He knows why I've been going over to your apartment." Knowing is not the same as approving. It's like you're rubbing his nose in our business, and I'm not sure I like that. I know I wouldn't like. " Papa!" she chastised him, but she burrowed into his chest."I missed you," he whispered."I thought you hated me," she sighed, letting the fear leak out of her in steady waves."I could never hate you," he said. "I loved you. I thought I loved you too much. I was ashamed that I wanted you as a woman, rather than as my daughter." I loved it when you wanted me like that," she whispered. "I was so lonely up in the manor." I didn't know what to do," he said. "I thought to send you there for your. She was squirming her hips, and she put her hands on the back of my head and pressed me hard against her pussy. I started licking her clit harder and faster. She was keeping her voice quiet, but she was making little noises that told me I was making her feel better than she had ever felt before. I realized I liked eating pussy a lot. The feel of her wet, silky pussy against my tongue, the heat of her cunt, the smell of her hot, young body, and the taste of her girl cream were all wonderful.. Next thing I know, he pulled out and rolled over with a thanks babe that was great. He was asleep and snoring in a matter of minutes. We’d discussed this, he knew that foreplay was a must for me. I needed more from him. My body wasn’t just a cum dump for him to deposit his emission in. I needed to be seduced and loved or, at a minimum, teased to the point where I desired him. If he at least did that, I could let myself respond.He disgusted and pissed me off by considering only his needs and not.