His mind wandered while thinking about the mysterious box left at his office. He guessed it might be something to do this little road trip. Cliff took...picked up a bite to eat in Flagstaff before driving the five hours to Las Vegas. In Kingman, he left Route 66 to head north to Vegas. He passed Boulder City where there were already signs pointing to the construction site. "Help Wanted" signs were everywhere. He remembered reading that Boulder City was being built to house the construction. "Don't worry," he said. "I'm your father." He started spanking her. At first the blows were hard. But before long the blows became softer and softer until they became little more than caresses.Her father's breath began to get erratic."Fucking boys," he said softly. "That's all you're good for. Just fucking boys." He pulled her so that her cunt was resting on his prick. She felt how hard his cock was."Oh no," she said as she felt her father's big hand go beneath her panties and start playing. I turned her around and took a long stare at her magnificant ass. I kissed each cheek and stuck my face right up the crack of her ass. I licked her asshole and I could tell Aunt Jennifer was enjoying this. "Mikey what are you doing? That feels so good". I could tell that no one had ever done this to her before. I licked from her asshole right across to her pussy and stood back up. I kissed her on the lips again and could tell she was enjoying tasting her pussy juices and her asshole off of my. I wuz still wearin' my guns, since I don't never go nowhere without them with so many bandits, excuse me, patriotic guerrilla sojers, runnin' around the countryside and shootin' at people kinda fer the joy of it.I carefully snubbed out my cigar and looked the sheriff in the eye. "Ya are a damned fool ifen ya think that I'm goin' anywhere with ya when ya talk like that. Let me see the warrant fer my arrest afore ya go any further." I ain't got no warrant, an' I don't need one fer arrestin' ya..