She gave the quiz and went for some water . She came back and placed her hand on my shoulder as she looked at quiz I had taken. I felt her soft touch...of her hand and became hard immediately. She smiled, it appears that we have a concentration problem here. I think that we need to refocus and we need a new plan of attack.She went to her bedroom and came back in dressed in a loose fitting blouse and a pair of tight shorts She took my hand and brought me over to the table where the books were. ” Keeping the gun pressed against her stomach, Roy buried his face between his daughter’s legs, drank in the sight of her gorgeous, perfect, pink and shaved pussy. Constellations of razor bumps dotted the insides of her thighs. He dragged his tongue across them, breathed deep of the scent of spit-wet flesh. But something was wrong. He dragged a finger across his daughter’s slit, and it came back drier than bleached bone. “You…you don’t like this, huh?” He asked. “No…” came the strangled. You pull around back to shield the truck from the traffic, protecting my modesty of course. You get out and come around to open the door for me. I turn toward the door and scoot over but you block my exit. You pull me forward so that you are standing in between my legs. I look up and you grin. I reach up and tweak your mustache. You lean in and give me a long, lingering kiss. I find I love the feel of your mustache against my cheek and can’t wait to feel it elsewhere. Your kiss steals my breath. "Bet it's the one marked with the bright yellow tape." What do you want to do? I would like to get out of here before sun comes up."Mike sat back down in the desk chair and spun to face us."Once we get started trying to take down the mind fuckers, it's gonna get intense, maybe even messy, don't you think?" he asked."I'm hoping to avoid messy, but yeah, intense is a good word for it." The kind of intense that won't lend itself well to having jobs, right?" Yeah, I think I see where you're going.".