Shower cubicle on the right. If you're not up half an hour before we arrive, I'll page you on the phone. Have fun." She finished, winking at us.It was...hard to tell that it was a room on a bus. It was pretty large and had practically all the amenities one would find in an apartment. A large bed under the window, a small closet for clothes, and a shower beside it made up the furniture."So are you taking a nap? Or just wanted to get away from the crowd?" Carol asked, with a smile."What crowd?" I. “Of course I do! I’m my father’s daughter!” I replied.I led father to his bedroom. We took a shower in the ensuite and I made sure there was lots of exploratory touching going on.I had my hand all soapy and was stroking father’s cock. It got hard again, so I whispered, “Daddy, how many times do you usually jerk off every day? Your daughter is a horny little slut, and she is going to need lots of attention from her daddy’s big, hard cock.”Father’s cock shot off again. I grinned at him and said,. . yes..harder.. see it bounce. Slap me harder baby come on bruise my ass make it like a red peach teach me a lesson.I loved how she was arching her back while in doggy position just so that she could take the entire length of my cock in her pussy.Isha: Oh fuck yeah! Darling fuck me. I love you fucking me..ahh! I have never been fucked like this..ahh! Keep fucking me babe and spank me harder. Oh wow, baby, you are so good, you are so fucking good at fucking me..She was thoroughly enjoying every. He looks down to try taking inventory but realizes that he's wearing a neck brace to limit his head movement.He tries to reach forward with his hands. As they come into view, what should be his muscular arms are instead thinner and ... delicate. They end in hands that fit the theme the arms set, with long, thin and, again, delicate fingers tipped with red nails extending about a quarter of an inch beyond the skin of the fingertips. An audible gasp escapes his lips, giving Scott a hint that.