Strike that, I didn’t remember talking about anything. She gave me the look, indicating that I should get my coat and shoes on, and rather then make...things more uncomfortable then they already were, I went along with it. It wasn’t until we were nestled onto the ‘number two’ bus, leading onto Spring Garden Road, that I gained the nerve to establish some sort of conversation. ‘So, (I paused for a brief second) where are we going?’ She didn’t say anything for a minute, causing me to think that she. She was here to find out what kind of people would be influencing him. Particularly me."I'm pleased to meet you, Mrs. Turner. JT is a fine boy." God, did that sound as lame as it seemed?Diane sat across from us, considering her first words to me. She had apparently been here a while, or at least long enough to have gotten the idea that our lifestyle and marital relationship were not normal."Are you Simone's father?" Her tone was accusatory, almost bitter. I let it pass."She calls me 'Papa, '. ”.But i entered her half she bit her lips in pain. I withdrew again and pushed hard to reach her end. She arched her back and cried out “ohhhhhhhhhh goddd…..” now i embraced her and kept my lips onto her nipples and kept sucking her titts as i fucked her in slow rythem and got her moving with me. She soon started to enjoy the ride as she kept on moaning and locked her anklets around my back and dug her nails at my back and kept scratching me hard as i incraesed my speed or ramming her.Now i was. The main thing is, we have to be very cool about this, and not leave any trace of what has happened this weekend. We need to wash the sheets and pillows, for starters. And the uniform, too.”“Ok, Daddy.” Roxie said, and had a smirk on her face. She still had on the now-crumpled, cum stained, Catholic Schoolgirl skirt, but was otherwise nude. She got up from her dad’s side and rested on her knees. The short skirt’s bottom hem was about an inch from revealing her pussy. Roxie quickly moved one.