Turning towards the lone table in the back corner, Michael froze as he realized something.“Holy shit ... it’s her!” he muttered to himself.Sitti...g alone at the table was the same girl from the basketball games. Her ash blonde hair was unmistakable, even if it was held up by a hair clip rather than in a ponytail. Now that he had his best look ever at this girl, Michael had to concentrate to keep from embarrassing himself with a public erection. Her face was the cutest thing he had ever seen,. "I might aswell speed this along. Hiding it isn't going to work, right?" Of course! It's not so bad, right? You do look cute, after all!"We make our way to the next shop. A fashionable girl's clothing shop.Melody and I pick out some dresses, skirts, and tops for me. A gentlemanwho works there approaches and asks if we could use some help. He'scute, so I giggle a little and tell him we're doing fine on our own,thank you."Could I at least get your number?" He asks. "I'm Jason, by the. David thrust his hips as gently as he could into his daughter over and over and over again. He was surprised at how long he was holding back. He forced his mind on anything but what was happening. He had to savor the moment. She was so tight, her tissues so milkily wet, so incredibly hot. Again and again he pistoned into her. It was all beyond amazing, yet he wanted to cry so badly. He was having sex with his eight year old daughter. More, more, more. It was never enough. This was his one and. I dropped my coffee on the sheets. It was our own living room. I saw Ana walk into view. She was dressed in a latex nurse outfit, with garters, white stockings, elbow length white gloves and high heels. I had to admit she looked fucking hot. The sound on the tape was poor, so I couldn’t make out what she was saying, but she appeared to be talking to someone off camera. I saw her curl her finger towards her, motioning for someone to go to her. Then two men entered the scene.One was a tall.