I tried not to think too much about the fact that she was wearing my daughter’s G-string. I know that that would have sent me over the edge.“What ...o you mean was? I’m not through with you yet little girl.” I motioned her onto the floor and watched in amazement as Brittany spread her legs yet again for me and began to rub herself through the panties. She was right though, Jessica’s g-string was soaked. I about tripped over myself getting down onto the floor with her.“Oh yeah! Shove that fat cock. I hurried out of the room, found the bathroom, used the facilities and then returned and sighed with relief as I clocked him counting out cash onto the scratched table. I stood back and watched him and then when he had finished counting out the notes he handed the money to me smiling. Not a word about the scratch!‘I think you’ll be happy with that’, he said nodding toward the money in my hand. ‘It’s the same amount as your first fee plus 30% for an excellent and very satisfying service. Two. He was back on my shoulder—it took him a little effort, but he managed it—as I went downstairs, and I took my time about making coffee and my usual bagel and downing them. I set out only a small breakfast of more broccoli for him, and he didn't quite finish; apparently the midnight snack I'd left him had satisfied his appetite for the moment. Then I had the urge to move over to the couch, and that's where we spent the next three hours.I'd been mistaken about the bear, it seemed; in fact, the. And you could teach me so much. I want you to teach me, be my first” and she dropped her face, I couldn't resist I placed my hand on her chin bringing it up and kissed her gently, she was shocked at first and then kissed me back. I ended the kiss, looked in her eyes and said if anyone were to find out about this, you know I go to jail and you would never see my smile again.” She nodded and promised me she would never say anything. We kissed again and it was obvious to me she didn’t have much.