" You went looking for me last night?" Yeah." Shit. And I was out trying to slowly kill myself." Sophie, Sophie, Sophie. What are we going to do with ...ou?"She sighed. "I read the newsgroup, and I just lost it. What horrible things to read about yourself in a public forum. Especially when every word of it is true." Bullshit, Sophia, you're not a slut. Have you been sleeping your way through Wisconsin?" No." She managed to smile at him. "From what Jessie tells me, you have been, though." Oops.. Wendy had mostly outgrown wanting to be a full-time sex slave, but she was nervous about the check ride, and as soon as we took a shower together, she kneeled up naked on the bathroom floor. I put her through her paces, and after several hard orgasms, Wendy calmed down and got her confidence back.We went to dinner, came back to the hotel, and I fucked my daughter until she was too tired to move. We went to sleep in a big puddle of mixed boy and girl cum. Early in the morning we woke up, gave. ’“I said I wanted to hear your moans, bitch. Don’t stifle them. Don’t hold back. Let them out or next time you’ll feel the whip on your backside, and who knows, I might miss and hit your father by accident.” Hakim’s threat lingered in the air. Mick Werdan’s loud slurping sounds filled the room as he sucked madly on his daughter’s clitoris and drove her toward the precipice.Michaela’s cuffed hands gripped the seat of the chair as she nudged her cunt into her dad’s mouth.“Aaahhhhh… oh… oh god… oh. She'll be in the hospital for a few days."There were a few hundred counterfeit tickets caught at the gates, but judging by the overcapacity, only about a dozen got in. And it looks like we've pretty much dealt with the scalping problem."There was a run on the merchandise after the show, and we're sold out, and I mean sold out on everything. We're..." Good God!" Cindy exclaimed. "You didn't play Seattle, so that means you must've sold... over forty thousand T-shirts tonight! Over thirty thousand.