The kid, I think he was a freshman, looked nervous and was shifting from foot to foot. I stopped and watched. Neither of them noticed me, though I was...only ten feet away.The kid dipped into his pocket and pulled out a folded bill, it looked like a twenty but I wasn't sure. Kenny grabbed it, unfolded it, and smiled. 'Extortion, ' was my first thought, but then Kenny reached into the locker and pulled out a baggy. Something green and leafy. Probably oregano. Kenny was running an herb store for. So while Heather completed years two and three of her four year program in Kansas City, I went to Hutchinson Community College and got an associates degree in fire science.Which is how I ended up as a firefighter on the fire department in Lenexa, a suburb of Kansas City on the Kansas side of town. I got an apartment in another suburb where the cost of living wasn't quite as high, but was still within the 30 minute response time.Then I called Heather, told her I was in town, and asked if she was. I replied that I was going to make her cum so much that she will be wet for days. So I reached into her suit to that wet bald pussy. I whispered to her what a slut she was and how she should suck off all the men in the hotel that night. She moaned and asked f she could fuck them too. I smiled and said that they could fuck her and the one’s with big cocks to ram her very tight asshole and fill it with hot cum. With that she buckled and fell toward the bed with my soaked hand still rubbing her. .they fit like a dream." They do fit you well." A little giggle escaped Britt's lips. "Your balls aren't even sticking out." That's a major consideration," I added, smiling for the first time during this latest father-daughter debacle. "Besides, there's not much to stick out."The back of Britt's right hand thumped my chest, nearly knocking me shoulders over heels. "Remember that, like, year-long study I did in college? In grad school? My thesis? Where I proved, sort of, that there really is a.