The house was quite and the men had left, and my father had slept on the divan with a blanket over him.I sat on the edge of the settee and shook his s...oulder, 'Daddy', I whispered, and he was roused. 'He reached out and gathered me up and pulled me in tight against him, 'Go to sleep baby', he said, as I began to feel myself drift off with his body smells and heat.I lay drowsily, wrapped up, when I suddenly realized he was nude from his waist down, and when I put my hand back, that wonderful. There's a very distinctive male sadness at times like these; it's one of my least favorite emotions."Not to worry," Pat whispered hotly, her fingers on my face, "we have ways of making you come." And she went out again, leaving me relaxed, happy, abashed, horny, and tired in the cool musky bedroom.A few minutes later Julie walked in. Pat's younger sister is a small curvy twenty-year-old pre-law student, with marvelous legs and a frightening IQ. "Hi!" she said. She was wearing jeans and a man's. She was pretty hot in the youth. I told him to take his pants and underwear off and lie on the bed and he did as he was told. His balls were wrinkled and small but his cock was cut and his head looked young. Another limp dick for my mouth lying right in front of me. I took it all in my mouth and held it and ran my tongue around it. As it started to harden I cupped his wrinkled balls and squeezed them lightly. I took his cock out of my mouth and it was thin and small, maybe 4-1/2" long and I. " Mister O then brought up police records regarding the man, "He's a known pimp. Likes to sell girls struggling out in the street, more specifically college girls barely able to keep their tuition costs. And look what we have here, the night of Madelyn's disappearance is a Walmart surveillance footage of him with his arm around her."Daisy looked distraught by everything he was saying. None of this was good news. Nothing he was saying made the situation any brighter or made her think the girl.