.." he thought for a second. "fuck it two gallons." Really?" Really" Can do, when will you be over?"Tonight, might be a bit later than usual, that oka...." Cos' it is, see you later." Yes mate see you tonight."Martin hung up and showered he left in good time to catch a DIY shop on his way in. He found what he needed easily, so arrived early to work, he was happy and made sure all knew."You seem happy today Martin." observed Curtis when he came into Martins office."Yes, Angie and I have had a. The first had been sent shortly after she left the mall. She was begging me to call her, to tell her what had happened, and most importantly to destroy those pictures.When she didn't receive a response to her first email she wrote again, offering me anything in exchange for destroying those incriminating photographs.The final email had just come in before I turned on my computer. The lack of a response from me was driving her crazy. She promised me anything, sex, money, whatever I wanted, as. " "Don't worry, big sis, I know how to use it. I told you, you've been with the wrong guys. Now you can see what it's really like to get fucked," and he waddled up and rubbed the round, soft head up and down, then pushed as I felt it go in. "Oh, you are big, you're not in all the way yet, are you?" "Sonya, I'm not even a third in. I'll take it easy," and he began making small movements in and out, just an inch or so at a time, and, in a few minutes, he was taking these long, wonderful strokes. In Catherine’s room, she felt so horny. She knew it was her father, she knew it was wrong, but she had one larger problem in her hands. She needed to cum. She threw herself on the bed and pulled her dress up. She reached into her panties and stroked her sopping wet pussy. She slapped her ass and gave out a sharp moan. Oh, Daddy. She licked her fingers. She loved the taste of her own pussy. She loved how it was salty-sweet. She put in one finger, two fingers. Not enough. She needed something.