.. but ... I thought she lived in Atlanta?" She does now, but she lived in Chicago up until last year. How's that for a, 'it's a small world, ' story?...He told her how Tara and her sister came to his room the night before so Laura could apologize to Ken, but was a little too late. That's when he learned about his buddy overhearing their conversation."Tara came along to give her sister moral support," he said. "She needed it too, she was crying so hard I could hardly understand her sometimes. In. Her mouth was a chamber of pleasure for her too, and Mandy was having every bit as much fun as her daddy was. She loved everything about taking his cock into her mouth. She loved the way the hard cylinder felt as it forced her lips apart, and the sensation of the hard tip as it pressed against the back of her throat. Mandy knew how to take that tip down her throat so Daddy' s whole erection could be taken inside her mouth, until the hair that surrounded it was tickling her nose and lips. She. This is the bestI had ever looked, and I felt as feminine as it is possible for a maleto feel. Opening the door, I stepped out, walked down the stairs, andmet dad in the foyer. His eyes went wide as he saw me, then the slowscan from head to toe, stopping briefly at my bustline before he lookedme in the eye again."You look...beautiful! I never imagined that a boy could look as prettyas you Megan. I guess I was wrong about a lot of things. I'm sorry forthe way I treated you."I went to him, then. Naked across a footstool, knees drawn up to the edge, flabby white arms supporting her fat upper body which appears more slumped than resting on the blue cushion.Middle-aged. Pale. Overweight. Ugly. Lonely. Depressed.*We'd got chatting in a bar after I'd accidentally trodden on her toe – both drunk but she more drunk than me – and admitted towards the end of the evening she'd had a rough time when she had been younger, hinted at abuse.Damaged and vulnerable, I'd concluded as I'd given her my.