Passion that what we had hoped for on first sight was becoming reality. We held each other’s hands, as our lips tasted one another, as if we might e...plore the other person’s heart by exploring their bodies. After several minutes we pulled back. I wanted her more than anything, but as I looked around, there were still many tourists along the beach. My dream of making love to her on the sand would have to wait. She saw me looking at the interfering tourists and smiled. “Remember, I had an idea.. I naturally assumed there was a problem with one of the applications."Raymond was his usual dour self and I suspected that something serious had come up. He reached into the top drawer of his desk and placed several grainy photographs in front of me. The first one was of Sandra and me in a restaurant. The next showed us sitting on a bench, kissing. A third was of Sandra leaving my apartment, the timestamp clearly revealing that it was early morning. The final two were taken through a long lens. “But if you want me to do it for you just once more, I don’t think I’d mind.” And before waiting for an answer, Candace removes her father’s grip from the steely rod and replaces it with her own.“Oh shit,” he sighs heavily. “Okay, but this has to be the last time.”“Sure, Daddy,” the girl replies, not really listening in the very least. She is far too busy concentrating on her father’s large, throbbing cock to care one way or another.Neither of them speak, the grunts for Caleb are enough for. She knew she’d be welcome ... but for some reason, she’d wanted something else.Something more.Jason was a great guy - and he had a great cock. But even after her brief dizzy spell, after she’d returned her boss’s bowl to the kitchen and let the chef spend a few minutes feeling her up, she’d decided that Matilda could have him all to herself that night (she was such a babe).No, Carlotta decided to go on the prowl again.She could have returned to the string of clubs and bars that she was getting.