"What, I just want to make sure your Father doesn't come back inside for something he forgot." Though the smirk on her face told me otherwise. She abs...lutely love the fact that we were sneaking around Dad's back, or right in front of his face. I had been rubbing my hard dick up and down her slit to moisten it this whole time and then started sliding it in inch by inch."Ooooo, god I love that feeling." Her head went down for a moment then as if she felt worried she looked back at Dad in his car. When I turned to look over my shoulder, I felt something hot and rigid and throbbing slide into my slick, quivering walls, jerking me forward, my mouth grazing against the young woman's ass. She lifted her head from a gentleman's lap and looked back to me with a smile and a nod, perhaps giving me the okay to play with her. "Damn...that feels—!" He interrupted me with a thrust. His powerful hands were gripped on my waist, pulling me back against him. Firey pleasure spilled through me,. A third man was holding my son with one arm while holding a large knife in the other hand. That man’s left arm was wrapped around the boy to keep him from attacking the rapist.That must have been when my intense soldier’s training took over. Undoubtedly, there was a lot of a father’s instinct to protect his child throw in. I slammed the door of the crib fully open and dashed in. On my way, I grabbed a piece of steel rebar about three feet long to use as a weapon. That was a integral part of my. ? Trace pulled the buckle halvestogether and noticed that there wasn?t any adjustment.? The harness fit perfectly, though tightly.? It obviously had been tailored just forher.? ?Locks?? she inquired.? Trace looked blank for a second,then said ?Oh, yeah.?? He picked upthree locks from a tray in the box and slipped them into the locking rings and snappedeach hasp. Then he picked up two small bags with metal rings around theends.? She held up one hand and startedworking it through the ring and.