When I arrived home on Wednesday, I found a letter in the mailbox from Tatyana that invited me to Washington, DC, in January. She and her mother would...be visiting her father for a week around Christmas. She explained that the Russian Calendar was different from the American one and that December 25th on the Russian calendar was January 7th on the US calendar. I recalled something about the dates changing in 1752 when the new calendar was put into use in the US, but didn’t remember the details.. Watching for any signal He might give me. We walked through all the other park-goers until we came to the trees at the other side. We were in a semi-private area now, and He stopped. He motioned for me to kneel, and I did. Then He took a step, and then faced me… I kept my eyes on Him, studying His every movement. He held out the leash, and said, “Hold this for me.” I took the leash, careful not to let any part of it touch the ground, holding it tenderly… Keeping my eyes still on His, watching. ‘We have to go get Joy’s mom and get out of town!’ Jim said. ‘What’s going on?’ Mike demanded. Joy spoke. ‘It’s my dad. He’s here. I just got a call from him. I didn’t even know that he had my new number. But he’s here and he going to do something.’ ‘So call the cops,’ Mike said. ‘We’ll get your mom and bring her back to my place, until they find him.’ ‘It’s not that simple,’ Joy said. ‘My father is Robert Valentino.’ ‘The gangster? Your mother married him?’ Mike asked. The memory of the face. “Our daughter is so going to be ready for you.”“She will,” Sarah moaned. “My dad is the best!”I groaned and thrust hard into Britney's pussy. I fucked the eighteen-year-old girl's hot cunt. Her pussy squeezed about me. She held me tight in her embrace. Her pussy brought me closer and closer to cumming in her. Closer and closer to erupting.I would have such a huge explosion of bliss. I would just spurt all my jizz I could into her. Blast after blast of spunk that would baste her twat. I slammed.