They'd obviously arrived together and Sands wondered what to read into it. He took his report straight over to him, noticing Greg's disappointment as ...he possible identification of their adversary was snatched from their grasp. However, the greatest revelation was the unfathomable look on Valerie's face and the way her hand rested casually on Greg's shoulder.The decision to have the logs destroyed fuelled Valerie's shame at impeding Greg's investigation. Despite having been the right decision. ."Oh stop that silly, you're in no pain. You can't be that soft." To which I earn a solid open-handed slap to my other cheek. "Now, not another "word". Reaching around me, she gently caresses my chest, slowly circling my pecks, zeroing in on my left nipple, lightly rolling it between her fingertips and ooouch. Nothing but nails. I feel her pressure against my jugular as she slides in one, then two fingers. The silence is broken with an almost inaudible, "Tsk, tsk." As with the straps to. Gibson’s husband had left her and their 12 year old daughter, about six months ago. Her friend, Meg, had finally persuaded her a night out would be good for her. I rolled up at seven in the evening, to be greeted at the door by a stunning looking statuesque woman in her early thirties, the one and only Mrs. Debbie Gibson. To say she was “Amazonian” would be pushing it a bit. She certainly had all the curves in the right place and a mane of long flowing black hair. She had obviously taken a long. My baby was so fresh and clean. It was as perfect a pussy as I'd ever tasted. When her body relaxed I moved up and lay next to her, and she took my face into her hands and kissed me deeply. "God, Daddy that was so great. I loved you eating me like that. It was so sexy." I'm glad you're so comfortable with this, angel. You don't think it's weird at all?" No. I think a lot of daughters probably do stuff like this with their daddies. If both of them are okay with it, who would ever know?" I guess.