She loved him of course. All girls are supposed to love their fathers. But she never felt like she knew him. Whenever they were together it was like h...s mind was someplace else. The private high schools she attended were all single sex, usually with a partner all boys school nearby. She seldom dated in high school. In college she dated more. That’s where she found out about men. She categorized men into three groups. There were the gropers, the dopers, and the studs. The worst were the studs.. I pulled my pants up, took one last sip of my scotch, looked at them gratefully, and thanked them for a surprisingly great evening. I said I’d probably see them again at the hotel. The husband said, looking at his wife for agreement, “well, if you didn’t mind we’d like to see you again before them. You should give us your number.””I would absolutely love that,” I said, as he gave me a pen and paper from the table and I quickly wrote down the number.”Allow me to walk you to the door,” he said. I. ' She grabbed me by the neck and started choking me. I groaned into the pillow as she quickly started fucking me in short, sharp bursts. She was right, she was quick. She pulled out leaving me empty again. 'I'm not all bad. Let me suck you.' After wiping her cock she flipped me over. Vicky lifted my petticoat and I was embarrassed again, because my cock was just resting on my balls. 'Gosh. It's even smaller when it's not hard. My thumb tip is bigger. Did you not like it sissy?' 'I did – it was. Et j'esp?re bien en profiter.- Tu comprends ce que je dis? Nos amis! Ron! Jimmy!- J'ai tr?s bien compris. Ron est devenu Rosa, et c'est tant mieux. Je nesuis pas gay, je n'ai pas envie de baiser Ron. Par contre, Rosa...- Comment peux-tu dire une chose pareille? Il faut leur parler,comprendre ce qui leur est arriv?.- La meilleure fa?on de faire parler une meuf, c'est de la satisfaire aupieu. Donc on r?gle l'histoire avec cette harpie d'Amelia Norton, etapr?s, on fait... parler... toutes les.