She starts through the tall pine trees, hiking for what seems to be twenty or thirty minutes before she hears the water running. Oh what a beautiful s...und she thought. After hearing that, she forgets about the map, and lets her ears guide her where they will. She finally sees an opening, and there it is. Clean crisp running water, and smooth round rocks that seem to just be begging her to walk along them. She hops onto the first rock and sits for a minute, taking it all in. Then she moves on,. And who knows what else.“I’m sure I can come up with a reversal,” he thinks out loud.But would he be able figure out a way to lessen his hours in order to keep his promise to his girlfriend. Would he be able to delay his boss long enough to make a reversal? Most likely not.“I have no choice,” he grumbles. “It has to be done.”Malcolm glances at the clock. It’s almost midnight. He has been home later—much later—before. He places his thumb on the stopper and pauses. This is it. There is no turning. " But daddy!!" But daddy nothing. Get up there on your new stage, my little slut and dance for daddy." Turning, I grabbed the stereo remote and turned on the disc I had set up and I made myself comfortable on the couch.Becca started off kind of slow, unbuttoning her blouse, but when she saw me start to stroke myself through my pants, her movements became more fluid, more like her performance at the club. This is when I realized that my little girl was getting turned on by watching her daddy. Then he saw my wet underwear and pulled it down too. Now he was looking at my 4inch sissy cock oozing precum. He quickly pulled on it and got some precum on his fingers which he thrust in my mouth so I had to lick it off. He turned me around and removed my undies completely with my jeans still on and checks my ass. Then he told me to turn around and I was standing with my jeans and undies down to my ankles in his corridor outside his door. He said “you know what to do.” I immediately went on.