As her eyes focused on Don and Emily again, she watched him slide down the bed and begin eating the girl’s pussy.Emily didn’t shave, like her moth...r did, but her light, thin bush gave the appearance of being smooth. Despite her predicament, she couldn’t help but respond to the wonderful feeling of her father’s tongue and fingers. The man was very skilled at performing cunnilingus and ‘walking’ his fingers on a woman’s ‘G-spot’. Emily’s emotions betrayed her as she began to cum. She didn’t want. When I shared all that I knew, and extrapolated into what may have generated the foreign deposits, I could hear The Judge take a deep breath. He mulled over my information and promised to follow up and let me know, but didn't elaborate. I don't think he wanted me involved, so I dropped the news and rang off.The evening dragged as I contemplated life, loneliness, and the boat trip. Abigail was a wayside stop for me. She was memorable, but short lived, and I couldn't make too much of her stop. This seat was his tonight. The train rumbled, slid, rocked and bounced along, the crowd around him ebbing and flowing as they stopped and went. The aroma peculiar to the El filled his nose, the sounds of people talking and playing music obnoxiously loudly on their mobile phones melded with the cool male voice that said, over and over, ‘welcome aboard the CTA Brown Line. Merchandise Mart is next. This is a Brown Line train to Kimball. This is Armitage. Doors open on the right at Armitage.. ’ ‘Are you going to the church tonight little one?’ ‘Yes father, if that would be convenient for you. There is much work to be done.’ ‘Of course my daughter, although I feel you deserve some enjoyment and rest. You work here all the day, then study hard after dark. A girl should have some good times in her young life.’ ‘Believe me Father, the enjoyment I have received from God’s love has been wonderful and fulfilling. My life has found new meaning and absolute pleasure. Are you remaining home.