It's only an hour's drive."I already knew that, but just smiled at Mrs. Meyers and nodded my head.Having little else to do, I borrowed some of the sec...ions of the paper from Mr. Meyers. I finished it and was halfway through a People magazine when we heard a shower running in the distance. A few minutes later, Sharon wandered in wearing sweats and with her hair a mess."Hey," she said as she went to get herself some coffee."Hey, yourself," I replied."Did you sleep well, honey?" Mrs. Meyers. Either you were awake and aware of what you are doing or your sleeping desire awoke you as you now gently slide your way further up on me to where your leg is fully draped over me and your shaven mound is rubbing against my hip. Your head turns toward me and you stretch your neck up towards me as you gently part your lips and kiss me softly on mine, slightly sucking my bottom lip into you and finishing with a small sensual lick across my lips. You know how much your kisses turn me on and you. Eventually they arrived at Ashford, where Gerald ‘joined’ (to you and I that is staggered over the footbridge to) the branch train to Hastings (known locally as the Marsh maggot!) Ernest however was soon on his way across the other face of the platform, to a Canterbury bound train, soon to leave, both men eagerly wondering what they had let themselves in for! The porter bawling the familiar humorous cry of “why kill em and cart em to Canterbury” (to those who don’t know of the area that’s the. "I want it all, Daddy!" she gasped.He answered with a smile and a repositioning of his hands. He slipped his large palms over onto the firm cheeks of her ass. His fingers turned down and pried the smooth skin of her inner thighs gently apart. He pulled Starr down.A little at first. Then more. She groaned, watching her hungry pussy devour more and more of her father's pulsing prick.She flexed her legs and Starr up, watching the thinly stretched lips of her cunt grip and slide. Her father reined.