She grinned as she said it, she knew which one my wife would choose. Victoria: I don’t think he has any secrets left at this point. Go ahead and ...nbutton your shirt dear. I had thought it couldn’t get worse but was wrong. I had lost any control over my fate at this point. I started quickly unbuttoning the shirt, trying to get this over with as soon as possible. All of the women in the store were openly gaping at me now. I stood there holding my shirt open while the saleslady. He always made me happy too. He had taken such good care of me since my mom left. I really had no money other than what my daddy gave me. So I couldn't buy anything. I should've known, my daddy always had something in mind.My dad took me out to dinner, and we had fun as we always did. After dinner we went for a little drive. We drove about 30 minutes. It was on the other side of town. The house was nondescript. Just a White House with green shutters nothing elaborate or interesting. Daddy. "No I bloody haven't. Now go to Coolige Park and quickly, please!" If you had better hearing, you may have heard the words muttered under my breath. "And it's only going to get worse."Sitting back on the backseat of the cab, you reflect back on the night. What a disaster it had been. You had hoped and expected for so much. Your eyelids feel heavy. Plus the combined effects of the time and drink (and the sleeping gas seeping into the sealed off compartment from under the seat) work to send you. I felt her areola crinkle as the nipple engorged. I tried to suck the whole of Evangeline's nearer breast into my mouth, clamping my teeth round it lightly for grip. With the hand rubbing Evangeline's vulva, I felt her clit engorge into a hard little lump, and my fingers became slimy with the juices of her arousal. Suddenly Evangeline emitted a wordless cry and clamped her thighs round my hand, her rhythmically undulating stomach betraying her orgasm.Slowly Evangeline unclenched her thighs,.