This was so overwhelming. "Thirty-seven hundred years? But... ?" One day at a time, yeah. Or none at all, if you look at it the other way. The same da... cycling over and over again. Super Groundhog Day ... only more of a loopty-loop, I think." She shrugged. "You're not the only one with a headache, kiddo, believe me."Melissa had a heck of a one, for sure. She had to get her head around this."Who put the phone in our room? And why?" I told you I don't know. I had the same questions thirty-one. Karyn looked at me with a glazed look in her eyes and said to me to keep pumping her like this and then rolled her eyes back in delight, she was moaning as my finger glided into her hole. I loved the feeling of my finger sliding in and out of her ass, she had abandoned stroking my cock but I was so focus on her body language and the pleasure she was taking from it I hardly noticed. She grabbed my hand and started to pump harder and harder, she put her hands on the shower wall and told me I. He slowly moved his dingers under her skirt, lightly pressing into her pussy through her panties. She was soaking wet. He teased her slit with the tip of his finger, running it up and down her wetness.She ground her pussy hard against John's fingers, begging for more: "Please, Daddy, just fuck me already!"John didn't need any further encouragement. In one move, he completely ripped his daughter's skirt off, throwing it torn on the floor. His daughter lifted up her hips, hooking her sopping wet. "I try to keep in shape and eat well. Never smoked and hardly drink." It shows," I said as I looked at the time, it was getting late, and I wanted to get in on time and start meeting some of the board members."You should get some sleep," Jane said as if she was reading my mind."I will see you at the dance, this Friday?" I asked."Maybe sooner, get some sleep," Jane said as she hung up.I laid back in bed and thought about Tammy and now Jane. What the hell was I getting myself into and how could I.