"Easy baby, it's going to hurt but I just don't want it to hurt to bad", I said."It's ok, it's ok, she said.The restraint I had dissolved a little and...I pushed forcing my head through her hole,"UHHHH", she moaned loudly as she raised her head up and grabbed the covers with her hands.The feeling was exquisite, I closed my eyes and breathed while concentrating on the little restraint I did have left. This was hard, so hard not to just cut loose and it took more more power than you can imagine, I. She hung up the robe and slipped into bed. She didn’t pose for him, but she made no effort to hide anything, either.He kissed her and stroked up her torso from her thigh to her breast. He stroked down over her abdomen. He rested his hand on her mons. Everywhere his hand went, the heat followed it. His tongue was arousing her until he broke the kiss.“You talk one way,” she said, “but you kiss another. Those kisses aren’t for the guest in your house who talks to your daughter.”“Totally, wrong.. I resigned myself to the inevitable as I pulled to the curb. The man just looked wrong from the start. He was dressed in workman’s clothes but carrying a briefcase. The briefcase was the same type as the robber carried his weapon in. The cops had decided that he was not from a flight, since almost all passengers with guns got stopped. The ‘almost’ made me want to avoid air travel. ‘Hi there, need a lift?’ I asked it through the open passenger’s window. ‘Yes please,’ he said. ‘Where are your. ”“Great!” He spun around and looked at the walls nearby. If there were doors, they were pretty well hidden, slick and smooth. “I ... uh, where are the doors?”“Stand by.” Some grinding noises, loud, shrill, dirty and broken, filled his ears and the room too, until the hard sound of grating metal crawled up his legs into his back. He walked toward the sound, and watched on as one of the walls tried to part ways. He was right about the doors being subtle, the mist falling from the walls hiding the.