A little girl who really needed a father to protect her from the pains of first real crushes and threaten every boy who glanced her way with a shot gu.... She needed a man who loved her endlessly and would remind her daily that she was beautiful even through all of those awkward teen phases. Liz needed a man who would promise her that someday she would find her prince… She’d just have to go through a lot of frogs to find him. She needed her father. . . ‘At least then I wouldn’t have to go out. After a few weeks I got an opportunity to sit near her in the car. I slowly rubbed her thighs. She didn’t resist me. So as she never resisted me this far, I gathered courage and moved my hand towards her boobs. The moment I touched her boobs, her hands threw away my hands from her boobs. I was shocked. I feared that she would tell about me to my parents. But she didn’t do it. But I didn’t give up. I desperately wanted to fuck her. I prayed to god to give me an opportunity to fuck her.God. Our eyes met frequently, holding, exploring, exchanging messages that only we understand. Her tongue passed slowly over her lips as a sparkle flashed in her eyes... "I love you," I whisper. The stalls and arcades of the shopping district beckoned gaily as we stepped out of the ancient taxi. Fingers entwined, we meandered down through the crowds, exploring the wares. Luxurious designer stores mix freely with canvas stalls, creating a melange of colors and sounds and smells that blend together,. ” With obvious effort, she rolled herself over. Mitch could tell that she hadn’t been joking about still being exhausted from her orgasm. She got to her knees and spread her legs apart slightly.Mitch moved behind her and placed his hands on her smooth ass, sliding them to her torso. He positioned his cock against the lips of her slit and pushed inside. As he did, he could feel her thighs tremble once more. She made a noise that almost sounded painful.“Are you okay?” he asked, afraid he had hurt.