We just want to look nice, not young girly, ok?” as she walked to him, putting her hand on his face “Daddy, do you like the way I look, I’m beau...iful aren’t I? If you want us to change...”There it was ... the guilt trip phrase. No matter how you answer, it would come out wrong. Daughters know how to wield this and be very effective in the use of it. “Well ... just ... don’t bend over.” He couldn’t believe he said that. For a lack of words he tried to let it go. Rebecca just smiled and. “Hey, um, I just thought we should talk…about, you know, what happened earlier.” I looked away bashfully and took a deep sigh. “Yeah, I figured that,” I mumbled. “Look, it’s not like you can completely avoid me for the rest of my time here you know. It’s okay, I wasn’t really that offended, I mean—you’re a young man and, it was early in the morning and men usually wake up with…those…type of things.” She chuckled a bit and smiled and walked over and sat right next to me on my bed. “It’s no. Every man thinks it’s a great life, but for a woman it’s not. Been robbed a few times, but nerver beat up. So one afternoon I’m a little, innocent looking black girl waitint for a city bus in a bus stop shelter in Richmond, Virginia and this white guy stops his car to ask for directions. Found out pretty quickly that what he really wanted to know was if I was available. I was – gotta survive, you know. I didn’t have any place to take him so I recommended a by-the-hour dive south on Jeff Davis. "He said the bed would be more comfortable; so he made me get on all fours again, my ass facing him. Again I buried my face down; my butt sticking out for him and waiting for his huge black cock.I wanted his cock up my ass, but I then felt his tongue on my buttocks, licking my crack from pussy to my tiny rear hole.I let out a long and deep moan. His tongue started to swirl and lick and dart around my tight rosebud, making me wild in excitement…I began to moan even louder.Tyrrell finally stopped.