Her body was smooth and soft andperfect and in the darkness she was wrapped around him like a glove. Hecould feel his orgasm building, wanting it and ...et wanting to go onfucking her like this forever.Misgivings didn't really matter anymore in any event. The pleasurewashing over him was unlike anything he'd felt before. The sense ofpanic, the wrongness of some many things was there in the back of hisbrain, but it was potently overwhelmed by the liquid sensation of herbody moving against his, the. It came to me in a strange way when one of the main backersin the stockyard development died leaving a rich widow and a greedydaughter. I knew the guy from some time back and had occasionally done afew small deals with him. The stranger thing was that he had also had a son by his first wife butthe son was a transvestite and I had never known about this other kid. Hehad never spoken about this kid and I suppose he was ashamed of him orsomething. It was the kid who came to me for he had. “Oh WOW Daddy!! You do cum hard! I claim you Daddy. I claim your mind, an' your' heart, an' your body, an' your dick, an' your cum. You're mine...” (sigh)To Howard's mind, as he rolled off to lie beside her, he couldn't ever remember a night like his daughter, Cindy had just given him, teenage romantics included. Its was soppy sweet, but Damned if it didn't feel real – like he'd just married his nubile daughter. In a manner of speaking, depending on culture, he had. As he lay beside his. ?Opening the bottle, she shook four pills out into her palm, and dug around in the back-pack for the uneaten sandwich she had seen. Peeling off the saran wrap, she grimaced as the strong odor of Tuna fish hit her nostrils. Flinging the sandwich as far away from her as possible, she threw it into the corner, and then wrapped the pills in the saran wrap. She tucked the pills into the crotch of her panties. She would hide them in the kitchen when the boys weren’t looking.?If she wanted to do that,.