"That's a well-trained dog," the man from the dealership said."He is," Scott said. "How many times am I going to have to sign my name?" Here, here, an... here," the man said, handing him a pen.Scott signed."Enjoy your automobile, sir." Thank you."Scott walked around the car, admiring the craftsmanship. I could get used to this, he thought.The transporter departed and Scott closed the gate.Red emerged from the pet door and sniffed the tires of the exotic car."No pissing on the Aston Martin," Scott. I stopped massaging her breast with my hand, going down her stomach, I dug my hand into her shorts feeling a no hair, her clit was hard and she felt really wet. I moved my body so I was face to face with her and kissed her, she was responding to the kiss, she began to moan, my index and middle finger in her pussy. She stuck her tongue in my mouth I pulled away from her mouth getting some air into my lungs. She opened her eyes, those beautiful brown eyes, lifted her hips of and. So I started fucking her so hard, that she had no choice but to walk forward with every stroke, every thrust. I walked to her Pearson like I would walk leashed bitch. That’s all women were to me then.As soon as she was close enough, I pushed the slut’s face on his lap. I was close to cumming, and hearing the dirty shit she was saying, combined with my friend’s sudden whimper was getting me closer. He had been dreaming about her since high school, and now look at her. The jealousy was all gone,. Then quickly moved down the hall to the kitchen.He ran some water to wash it off his hands and used a cloth to wipe it off his belly. Ah shit... he could hear her getting out of bed... "Just play it cool Mark" he told himself. She has no idea what was going on. Maybe she saw you maybe not. But he knew his daughter. She very rarely left the farm house. She had been home schooled for most all of her life till his bitch ex took off. So unless she learned about sex in the few months she'd been at.