The cell door opened and Grant rushed in. The inmate immediately released my daughter, backing away, his hands up, an insolent smirk painted across hi... face. Darleen straighten up, smiling at me and her eyes—They were silver, shining like the stars.Her body was so beautiful, despite all the bodily fluids and grime staining her pale figure. My cock hardened—she looked like Gina, her mother. Grief for my dead wife filled me, transforming in to lustful longing for my sweet baby girl.Another guard. She got to her knees, and Cal opened his pants, exposing himself to her. ‘You know what to do,’ he said gently and, still crying, she took him in her mouth. Her lips close over the head of him, and he held her head with his hands, keeping her back so he was just inside her mouth. He could feel her tonge, soft and pliable on his cock. And he shifted slightly back and forth, enjoying the heat and moisture on him, enjoying the idea of finally giving this bitch what she deserved. Her eyes were. You slowly run your hands around and down the sides of my thighs and bring them up to gently squeeze the sides of my ass then trail your fingernails up my torso until you have both hands holding each side of my face. You trace my lips with the tip of your tongue eliciting a moan from me, letting you know that I am ready for more. The more you lick and suck on my lips the harder I become and you can feel the pre-cum seeping from me and pooling between our bodies, gluing us together. With my. .. THE GREAT RACE!The song was in the middle of this comedy racing farce, and it was called ‘The Sweetheart Tree.” Now to find the perfect version of it!Unbelievably, there were almost fifty covers, so I listened to all of them and, of course, the next to last one was a beautiful, but simple version sung by a barbershop quartet called the Golden Staters, recorded back in 1972. That made me wonder if they were still around or not?I listened to the entire song and was crying by the time it was.