If she came by to pick it up, he'd give it to her. If not, he'd get rid of all the drugs and the needles out in the desert, then head back to the air ...ase. He had a vague hope that Maria would ask him for a ride back to San Jose. If she did ask, he'd already decided to tell her she was welcome to come with him.He got back to Las Vegas a day earlier than he'd told Angie to tell Maria to meet him. He got himself a cheap room in a motel close to the downtown bus station. He left the green bag in. I sensed her holding her breath at the intensity of it, knowing full well what it felt like to be completely filled with cock.“Breathe, little girl. Relax and breathe, you’ll like it more.”“AAAHHHH, GOD!!!” she screamed when the air finally came, followed by several seconds of panting, and several more seconds of silence before finally beginning to relax and accept it. I was rocking my hips into her steadily, forcing her to deal with how intense it was, thoroughly turned on by fucking her like. She says they have brought life back to her house, and to her as well. She says that your son is the best lover she has had since she freed me and I moved away." She felt me tense up as she finished speaking, and I saw her look turn serious as she fixed my gaze with hers. "Master ... have I spoken out of turn?" She started to drop to her knees, but I caught her before she got too far. She stepped back out of my embrace and put her hands behind her back. Her eyes lowered, and she quietly said,. Jeezus.“I’m horny,” Sia announced, moving to straddle my lap.Jesus Christ! Did she know how sexy it was to hear her say that? My heart thumped. An erection formed in my jeans. I reached for her. She brushed my hands away.“Nuh-uh.” Grinning, her hand dropped between us to press against the bulge of my constrained erection. “You’re horny, Dad. How come?” she asked sweetly, fondling me.Jesus, I was. My cock throbbed as it tried to straighten.Sia glanced down. Her fingers fiddled with the button on.