Her legs were locked around his middle, her thin arm around his shoulder and her head buried into the nape of his neck, where she licked his sweat, bu... it was the noises she was making that drew my eyes to her bum, as it rose and sank onto his shaft, with a rapidity that spelt the unmistakeable approach of an impending orgasm.Brian stood rock still, both his hands were on the edge of the drainer, it was Sara, who was fucking, it was she who rode his cock like a demon possessed, her juices. But no one was stopping to pick herup.Mona began looking at the map. ?She?s close to the highway 40interchange. Keep an eye out for her.??Are we going to pick her up???If she?s still there we are,? she answered.?Can I ask you something?? I dared.?What do you want to know???It?s about this necklace, and, and the jacket and purse.??They belonged to my daughter, Kathrine.? I could see tears hidden behindher eyes waiting to fall. ?She, she was riding with my husband in histruck,? her voice sounded. *whimper*I was big enough that girls knew when I filled them. The stretch of the opening and the pressure on their womb made them want more. She knew she wasn't filled completely, and that I had the control. So she whimpered, trying from her awkward angle to get more of me inside. After pausing long enough that her legs started shaking with anticipation, I gripped harder and thrust in fully. That was what she was waiting for. I know because she rewarded me with a spray of cum against my. It took the rest of the day to make it to the port at Barbados, and oncethere, the captain said, "I'll check with some contacts I have in town.If your father's location is known, they will know it."Francine nodded, and tried to keep busy while the Captain was gone.An hour passed, and then the Captain returned."We're in luck, he's expected to come tomorrow." So do we wait in port?" No, lets go outside the port. The fewer people who see us talking toyour father, the better." Sounds good to.