. well... I'm so sorry," was all I could manage. "It's okay dad. I understand how guys like to look at them. I actually like it." She said. I said, ...Well that doesn't matter. I am your dad and I shouldn't be doing it, because it's wrong." "What's so wrong daddy? I like when you look at me. I've seen your pants grow when you look at me around the house. Just like now," As she nodded toward his raging hard-on. "Do you fantasize about me a lot? Please tell me. I want to know. I don't think it's. Suddenly a troop of Tarleton's cavalry stormed out of the fort and up the hill toward our small camp. We stood our ground as long as we could, firing volleys with our muskets and then scattered into the woods to watch them trample our tents. I sent all the men I could find back to headquarters. A half-hour later I crept up to a place on the fortress wall where one of the big French shells had buried itself before exploding. Scudding clouds covered the sickle moon, and I felt safe from discovery. Her hands now grab my head and with a mild move of her wider hips, my face seems to get sunk more into her womanhood.She cries loud and I eat her more. She screams as the pleasure-wave builds at the peak into her quivering petals. With a gushing tension raised into her cunt, she sprays out the fountain of her honey into my thirsty mouth. I drink her cum to the last drop and lick her slit clean of the love-juices. She heaves a sigh of contented release while I continue to serve her cunt with. She should be fine next week. I mean, look at the poor girl, she's white as a sheet and looks as if she could throw up at any minute!"To say that the manager was annoyed would be a fairly irresponsible understatement. Amanda had never seen such fury written so plainly on the face of another! Deirdre had long been a favourite of the patrons. At first it had been a sadistic relish at the regularity with which she was turned by a succession of experienced opponents from a strong and lovely Amazon.