At the bottom of my sock drawer was a nice Italian sounding name that I had paid big bucks for on a quick visit to Tijuana a couple of months ago with...a brand new passport that was real enough but was all bullshit other than the photo with my hair a bit longer and a moustache that looked false even though it was the real thing and took a hell of a long time to grow.I knew there was always a chance that things could go sour in Arizona or even up here in Nevada. I found that I was shuttling. She was hot now; she could feel her body pulsating.Slowly she turned her head over her shoulder, her tits still in his strong grasp, her pussy wet with desire."Oh," she said when their eyes met."Shhhh" he cut her off, putting his finger to her lips, and then gently sliding one into her mouth. The night before, she had joined a neighboring campsite with her friends. A group of young men and a few dogs and drinking beer and sharing climbing stories. She'd seen his face across the campfire, not. Just as suddenly, left me, half settling on the toilet. He left me a little surprised, and stood still while reclining, stroking his dick.I swear widened more than before. With his tail in one hand, the other with a gesture ordered me, I kneel.At that moment I had no will, and obeyed blindly. He pushed both hands to his incredible member, and I recognized another gesture for me to come. He did it in the most subtle and morbid possible, as was his cock, which I indicated with nods vicious and. Bev had known for some time that she was attracted to older men and Melanie's father fit right into the category of a man that really got her turned on. She'd even seen pics of Ron and Melanie's mother on her nightstand and she'd found herself thinking Ron looked pretty sexy. Now she was seeing him for the first time in the flesh and he even looked much better live than she'd imagined.Ron found himself trying to figure out a way to make the most of this unexpected visit to see his daughter,.