I tried propping her backside on a pillow, but the pillow was too thin to do enough good. The next thing we tried was propping her ankles on my should...rs, and that fixed the problem. Her pussy was now swiveled around far enough for me to reach her.In fact, she was far enough around that her liquid was puddling in her pussy slit. I was lucky to know enough to rub my cock in that liquid before I tried penetrating her. I got myself thoroughly coated with her pussy liquid, and I was being entreated. He had bought Peter, that son of a bitch. I knew his reputation as a loyal spy was slippery but didn’t think he’d betray me. I had to plead my way out of this. Then it occurred to me. ‘Even if you bought Peter, what do you have to say about forcing your daughter to fuck you?’ He didn’t even so much as attempt to answer my question. ‘Jane, come here, baby,’ he called out calmly. She walked in soon enough, wearing one of the finest satin sleeveless night gowns, with her dark blonde hair falling. He is due back in a couple of days. And when he finds out I’m in jail, he is going to blow his top!” she said.“Well, you will probably be here for a couple of days at least. Then you will go in front of the judge for arraignment, where you will plead innocent or guilty. If you plead innocent, the judge will more than likely set your bail. If you can pay it, you will be free to go home until the trial."If you plead guilty, then you will go right to sentencing and the judge will decide the. Budgets and boring stuff like that I'm afraid. I think I'd rather be back studying for my HSC," he grinned...."I'm Greg by the way." She took his hand. "I'm Candace, nice to meet you." 'Candace' so suited her he was thinking. He had all but forgotten his fiancee's name at this juncture. Right then the stewardess parked her trolley alongside them in the aisle and enquired as to their preference for a drink. Tempted as he was to ask for a bottle of champagne and two glasses, they settled.