‘Are you coming up to the big house for dinner?’ ‘Yeah alright, I’ll be up later,’ Tom agreed and led his horse away to remove her saddle an... tack and brush her down. Alyssa trudged up to the house, her mind, as always, working over her problems and missing the man she had always fled to when life was not working out the way she had thought it would – her father. She wished she knew what he had planned, but both Tom and Uncle Bob, as she called his father, said they knew nothing of why he had. He dabbed his nose with the back of his hand behind the pad to see if he was bleeding, which he wasn’t. Angelina looked up at him and touched his face as she checked he was ok. “Yeah I’m OK, don’t worry” he said a little nasally, looking down at her. They looked into each others eyes, and Angelina couldn’t resist the urge. She stood up on her toes and kissed him with her beestung lips. Her breasts pushed against him, hard nipples pushing into his chest. Greg flicked the pads off with a shake of. Suzy was still blowing in my ear knowing full well what it was doing to me and I could feel her wiggle around, OMG I nearly shouted out as I felt the warmth of her pussy as my cock slid right up her, I gasped as she tightened her cunt muscles around the shaft, “You alright son?” Jeff asked as he could clearly see the look on my face, Suzy just giggled as I was embedded deep inside her.“Yes dad” I said but there was no volume to my voice as I processed the fact that my daughter was sitting on my. All we knew for sure was that a synagog was trashed every week, so the perpetrator had a long-term schedule ahead of him/them.The only solution that I could think of was to revitalize my Baker Street Irregulars. I went by the Blumberg restaurant for lunch and snagged Ruth when she walked by. I asked her to tell Aaron that I needed to see him, and I would be waiting for him at the same place that we had met during the kidnapping case. Ruth promised to pass the message along, and I had to wait.