He becomes even angrier when he thinks that he is now in debt to a whore for saving it for him. Suddenly he stops and listens to the footsteps on the ...avement behind him. He turns slightly and looks over his shoulder. It’s the whore and she’s following him! She’s about a half a block behind him, walking slowly. She is admiring the architecture of the old houses along the street. George turns back around and continues toward his car. ‘What does that bitch want . . . a reward?’ he says to himself. "Excuse me, Miss, but I believe this is a private matter between—" Oh, I know," she said, as she again gave me a quick peck before sitting down. "That's why I'm so embarrassed at being so late. I know Alex and Chalise would have been disappointed if I couldn't be here. So, I take it you're Mr. Jones, Chalise and Darrell's dad, right?" she asked, leading to me quickly making introductions all around."This is my girlfriend, Kitty Washerstein," I told Rodger without any embellishment. His eyebrows. We fucked hard and I was getting close. She could tell I was going to cum. She screamed "Yes! Cum in my cunt! Fill my cunt with your seed! You cousin fucking hot bastard! Big balls boiling with your cum! Fill me up!" I lost it and began erupting deep inside her cunt! Rope after rope flooded her cunt until it was splattering out with my thrusts. Her hips were bucking like a wild horse. Suddenly she was silent but still twitching. Her face was beat red all the way down her chest. We slowly melted. I slip fingers under her left boob. Her heartbeat is as fast as mine.Moving her to the end of her bed I tie one, then the other ankle to the bed’s feet. Releasing the cuffs I swiftly tie a rope to each wrist. Then ends are then secured at the headboard. Tracy, now has her feet well apart, bent over the rail at the foot of the bed and her torso stretched towards the headboard. I strip.Standing behind the excited girl I feel her pussy. It is soaking. “Please,” she begs playfully. “Please. If you.