That trip to his trailer seemed to call out to them, so much so that Crystal often wondered just how many teenage girls nowadays might secretly be Dan...��s daughters, too. He had been at it for years, with only his term in the Navy interrupting his womanizing for any real length of time.“It’s a wonder that you haven’t been killed by now, given how often you’ve been found in the arms of so many wives, girlfriends, mothers, even some daughters. What’s your secret?” Crystal laughed as she squeezed. As I relaxed, feeling my dress lifted. Her eyes on me glowing.’ Your beautiful ‘ she whispered. Her finger slowly rubbing me massybetween my legs, softly rising her finger gently inside me twirling.. flicking me. Glaring at my nipple. Flicking her finger into me.twisting her finger higher up deeper deeper inside me, stroking stroking stroking me..she lifted my blouse,gently caressing my breasts. Licking my breast gently. Stroking my breast slowly. Massaging me softly.on my breast. Squeezing it. "Hey, keep your shirts on! I can stroke her fire! She might be a stuck-up brainy kid, but she's street-wise as road-kill. Innocence's herheel." Maybe you're a bit presumptuous about her 'innocence,' or haven't youread the report on Gina and Maria Marcoti?" Hell, two babettes getting it on can't hold a candle to a dude playingmusic with their erogenous zones! Little Miss Darla there's gonna findme a whole different ballgame! Only thing is, while you all have beenharping on my pitching, you. Months - even years - after they broke up, those girls would see me somewhere and smile and come up and spend five or ten minutes catching up on things.Like father, like son. Bobby ended up with a cheerleader. Her name was Courtney Rader, and she was one of those women who are scary to a lot of men.First off, she was a stone fox. She was Asian-American, with naturally thick black hair. Instead of being short, which a lot of Asian heritage brings on, she was tall with a full size Barbie figure..