She has had a couple of boyfriends and has had sex with them so she has done it but isn't super experienced. What do you say Dad?" I remembered Crys...al as a long leg skinny kid, but back then I really was not into checking out preteen girls and since Carol lives with her Mom I hadn't seen Crystal for years. She would be as old as Carol, seventeen was a bit young I told Carol. "Please Dad, can you meet her and talk to her we really want to go to college together and her parents can't help. The phone is within easy reach on her nightstand, and continuing her carnal bouncing, she reaches over and picks it up. It’s a text message from Coach. How was the party? She types back a reply: Party was good. I’m in bed now. She hits send, puts the phone back down and refocuses her attention on her teenage stud. I didn’t lie to him, she thinks to herself as she resumes her rapid carnal bouncing. I really am in bed! 10:15 P.M. “Fuck me! Fuck me!” Tracey screams as she senses that her sweating. You are so considerate, Betsy.’ Betsy turned to smile and as she did so noticed Matilda’s gaze drop to her lips with noticeable intensity. Betsy lifted her head slightly, closed her eyes and waited. The wait was minuscule, just the time it would take a keen woman to think, ‘Should I?’ Warm, soft and very tentative lips touched Betsy’s. Betsy swung her left hand up and around, to hold it against the back of Matilda’s head as an open invitation to prolong the kiss if she wished. Matilda remained. Directly in front of me was a large flat panel TV on the wall, and on it was a paused video of me from the truckstop, a still image of me bound and on my knees from another camera I hadn't seen set up at the time. I wondered how many angles Daddy had of my abuse from that first day, and I guessed that I was going to find out shortly. Daddy moved around the room, setting up 2 cameras that I could see. "It took most of the week to edit this together with all of the different footage I shot, slut,.