” He wasn't sure where he was going with this, but it sounded to him like what he would have said if he was oblivious to her actual “job”, mayb.... “Daddy! You really think I’m beautiful?” She jumped up and ran over to hug him by the neck and planted a rather sloppy kiss on his lips, maybe realizing he’s half drunk, but it seemed like genuine love to him. “You know I do Sierra, you will always be Daddies Baby.” When he said it he felt a bulge start to form against her, and it was so. Angela’s hand had found her clit as she reminisced on the past with her two favorite people. She pulled back the hood, exposing her clit to the air. She shivered from the feeling. She could feel her nipples grow even harder. Her middle finger rubbed her exposed clit, making her buck from the contact. She extended the massage by inserting two fingers into her pussy, then coating her clit with her juice, then doing it again. Her other hand started to massage her left tit. She turned around and. "Hello?" "Oh, sorry. Did I wake you?" It was Keiko. "No, no. It's fine. What's up?" I want you to come to dinner," she said. "What? I don't think that is such a good idea. Listen, before...it was a mistake-." "Steve. Come on. We had fun and no one got hurt. I don't think it was a mistake. But, I don't want to get into that. I feel bad about how we left you today and it sounds like you've had an awful day so far. Just come to dinner so we can talk about it. Just me and you." Just us two? I. The whole thing was a treadmill, and there were no safety edges. There wasn't much of a warm up, a few moments of walking, then brisk walking, then?. running. Running was not really Ayla's forte. Dance, aerobics, palates?all good, but running, well without a really good sports bra?.running sucked. She was also barefoot but the track had some give, so wasn't too painful. She was able to keep up, until the track started to slant. Running "uphill", it did not take long for Ayla to be.