He jabbed forward, the head of his prick ripping through her cherry as if it were tissue paper. "Baby," he roared, plunging through her virgin fuckhol... until his cock was buried to the hilt. "Sweet, baby!" "Ayieeee!" Missy screamed. "Daddy!" She bucked up, twisting, her teenaged body impaled on her father's stiff cock. "It hurts so bad!" Hissing through his teeth, he kept his prick buried. The muscles of her cunt were tightly wrapped around his cockshaft, pulsing, milking his prick. 'Your the best looking woman in here for sure'.'Sorry, but I told you I'm married', Marie replied with a tone of finality and once again made to walk away.'Oh I know you are Marie', Raul smiled. 'John right? I've been chatting to him about you for ages'.'Excuse me?'.'In fact I was chatting to him earlier. He told me just where to find you'.Marie stood agape as from his pocket Raul produced a mobile phone. He tapped away on it for a moment then with a broad smile held it up for her to see. There. So take my offer."I met his gaze, then looked aside, flushing..:.I sat on the soft leather couch, feet tucked under me, and watched as Andy cleaned up. He moved with a light-footed grace, and through the gentle haze of wine I daydreamed about him. I felt warm, and safe, and strangely content. The flat was light and airy, and the gentle domestic noise of Andy's movements lulled me."Sorry?" I murmured, as I realised he'd said something."I said, would you like some dessert or coffee?" Not right. " Yes you are, Sara," Kent said with a chuckle. "Don't sell yourself short. Give the list to Mr. Flannigan, please," Kent continued, gesturing towards Ryan. "Ryan, this is Mr. Syon Chao."Turning to Syon Chao, Kent said, "Syon, this is Mr. Ryan Flannigan. He's on the President's staff, and is tasked with establishing liaisons within the aerospace industry. Apparently our new President really plans to get America into space in a big way, just like he promised."Turning back to Ryan, Kent.