”Harold cried, making as though to get up. “Don’t you worry Senhor Arrol, jus’ lie down.” He feltAngelito grasp his sh...ulders and push him backwards, astrange sensation filled his body and his hardened dickquivered. Should he deck the Mex (could he deck the Mex?)and leave? Oh what the shit let’s see what happens hethought besides he was experiencing a strange feeling ofexpectancy, his breathing rapid and shallow, it was as ifall his being was centered in. Weather had a fascinating mix of innocent naïveté and worldly awareness, probably because of Alexis. At fourteen, Weather still exuded a rambunctiousness I associated with childhood, a joie de vivre, a contagious enjoyment of the simplest of things. Yet she had a developing maturity, a deeper side. I'd spot it in her behaviour, how she moved, tilted her head, or ran her hand through her short silky hair. I experienced it with her sharply insightful questions as we watched the International news. The movies? You do that because you don’t want people around you because it reminds you of how disconnected from love you really are, and it makes you sad.”“Your office is in your apartment. You wake up at work. You go to sleep at work. You piss at work, you cook at work, you have nothing else in your life. I am offering you something better.”She pulled into the parking garage of a nice condo complex. I walked by it every day going to and from my job. When she turned off the car, I got out and. "Uhhh! Uuhhh! Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Don't stop Daddy! Don't stop!"I came hard, never before like this, and on his tongue. I ground my cunt against his mouth, hard. Thrusting, humping. My body went limp. I slumped back on the bed. Dad still attached, licking my slit, drinking my juices. Eventually he stopped and lay on his back, his mouth and chin wet with my juices.I could see his hard cock and very swollen purple, mushroomed head resting on his stomach. His testicles were the size of golf balls.