What would he do when he saw it? Would he tell me I wasn't wearing panties and go put some on, or there was a chance I had inherited my desire for inc...st from him? Maybe Daddy had desired sex with me all these years, but did not dare reveal it. "I remarked,"This damn book is dull as hell!"I had never used words like that around me father and he looked at me sharply. Then he saw my exposed pussy and his eyes opened wide. He started to say something, but stopped. He stared at my cunt for a longer. I’ll provide you with documents that show how the labels use the artist’s innocence and desperation to coerce them into signing one-sided contracts that include the loss of their intellectual property rights, the exploitation of their image without regard to the artist’s wishes and the theft of royalty payments through collusion with the radio stations. It won’t win you a Pulitzer and you’re going to actually have to put that two-year degree to use but I will point you in the right direction.. She didn't know that the men weren't cumming inside of her. Or at least if she did she didn't realize that they were rushing over to cum in the bowl. Their juices were being saved up until every last man couldn't get it up one more time. Then she would be fed the cum they collected.That was just the warm up, though. Her show would get even nastier as the evening progressed.The gangbang went on and on until long past the time it got boring. I don't know how many of those men went back for. Susan grinned, "Absolutely! Married or single, the tip should be the same."She had to run to deal with another of her tables. The next time she came back she brought Smirking's lunch. "Here ya go, big spender. Remember that big tip!"Smirking ate his salad slowly and watched his prey going about her job. She brought plates of food to a table near by with four businessmen seated there. As she placed the food on the table, one by one the men reached up and stroked her nylon-covered legs.One was so.