Finch looked over his shoulder at her. ‘It’ll do 115 MPH easily and won’t spill a drop of your tea!’ you forgot that part, smart-ass, he said,...his smile broadening as her hands slipped around his waist and into the band of his trousers like John Wayne would have done. ‘Sorry! Am I fired?’ ‘No, I’m keeping you on just for the laughs — and sex.’ ‘Promises, promises, promises.’ Debbie snuggled closer and kissed along the jutting squareness of his jaw. Finch made sure that his bicep brushed across. I don’t know how much money she made working there, but I believe it was substantial. She had already bought a house in Fargo to use during the week when she was working. On weekends, she lived at Cheryl’s house, along with our daughter Little Rachel. It was too far to commute daily, even with the car’s 38 mpg fuel economy.Little Rachel primarily lived with Cheryl. She felt lonely in Fargo. She loved being with the rest of the family. I think Kelly picked her up to bring her to see me. She had. Our bodies were slightly writhing together as we kissed deeper, my hands on her ass.“Fuck that’s hot.” Daddy had kind of been forgotten about as I lapped up my cum from his daughter’s face but that one whisper brought him, and his raging hard-on, back to mind. I reached for it and wrapped my fingers around it. I looked up to see that Paige was staring at it intently.“MMMM your Daddy has a nice cock huh?” she smiled, looked away for a split second but then focused her attention back to his. Gave me can give some people some crazy fucked up nightmares. But hell, if you spent your life worrying about every rare thing that might happen to you, you may as well just drop dead right now. So fuck it! Like The Ramones sang, ‘I wanna be sedated.’ It’s not fear of crashing or any terrorism bullshit. I just can’t stand being crammed like a damn sardine with no place to go for a walk. Or for that matter, a smoke. So just as the plane took off I fell asl**p. . . . The entire rest room was.