He could hear her soft breath in the dark. His eyes adjusted and Little One’s face emerged from the dim. Daddy sat on the chair by the vanity and wa...ched Little One sleep. The soft night light from the window gave the barest outline of her face. Little One lie on her side with her hands curled under her chin in mock prayer. This is what a sleeping angel looks like, thought Daddy. I have an angel, sleeping in my house. Daddy smiled in the dark. How does one care for and feed an angel? What does. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I please take her to the cabin? I told her to go to the Walmart I was just at and buy a gun and some ammo. She told me to fuck off. I told her to suck a dick until it cums.Called my parents. They didn't believe me about anything. Dad did check that the door was locked. Sigh. I'd set them up with as much stuff as I could, but you can only do so much for people. They didn't want to come over from Vegas. They do have a shotgun, water. Then all of a sudden it became really hard to penetrate her pussy with my cock, but I could feel the walls of her pussy squeeze my cock as tight as possible. Her fingers started to dig into my back and then it let go. ‘JIM, JIM, Oh my god, your going to make me cum so hard….Oh god….I am cumming, Oh god!!!’ she screamed out. To the best I could I kept thrusting my dick in and out of her pussy and it seemed that each time I moved any she would bellow out a loud moan. As her orgasm subsided, She. She would have done better just to talk more quietly but she was one of those women who could not have spoken 'sotto voce' even if her life depended on it. "When you were at the nudist beach." At these words someone three tables away looked across at us. Discretion was not her strong point, either. "But I wasn't absolutely sure, because you were with someone else."She was quite right. We had gone to the nudist beach yesterday. And she could easily have seen the two of them together. Carl had.