But then I paused. This was the threshold. Anything before this was something we could put behind us, but if I fucked her… ‘I don’t have a condo...,’ I said, the last dregs of my guilt seeking an excuse. Erica seemed to understand. Her voice was soft, gentle, as she said, ‘You don’t need one, Daddy. I’m on the pill, remember?’ I did remember, but for some reason in my mind I never really connected her taking the pill with her having sex until that moment. Again, she understood, and with a twinkle. Nail biting. I couldn’t believe it. It was her. The same girl I saw last night. She was wearing the same dress and the white straps from her bra. I looked back in front of me, in an attempt to hide my admiration, She was slightly shorter then I was. She had this big curly black hairdo like you see often with African girls. She had this big glasses. Now today people buy those because it fits their fashion fetish, but back in the day, you wore those because you needed them and you were probably. ?The cunt’s waking up,? said a man’s voice. There was a man, watching her, and she was naked.A woman said, ?Where’s Hassan.??There must be some mistake. I don’t know anyone named Hassan. Let me go.??Homeland Security doesn’t make mistakes, cunt. Tell us where your boy friend is.??I’m an American citizen. I want a lawyer.??You are a terrorist, cunt, and you are not entitled to a lawyer. You were seen entering the building with him. Where is he now???I’m not talking before I get a. That’s my favorite position to please her from. And as she started quivering and moaning and reached down and held my face in place while my tongue hard faster and faster on her clit, I knew to expect the gush soon...and was not disappointed.New this time, though, was that as I ate her out and was surrounded with the sights and sounds and smells of her pleasure, I was also thinking about her dad seeing her like this, and that I would soon be telling our friend John how to find her pics. While I.