‘Can you please stop complaining? I made you look hot! You’ll see the second we get in here, every head is going to turn. If you’d just take off...your stupid jacket!’ ‘I can’t take it off I’m cold. Besides, I’m not interested in advertising to everyone that I look like a hoe.’ By the time I got to Maggie’s house, she’d already put out five different possibilities for me. I’d assumed they were for her. I really didn’t venture outside of simple stuff. I mean I dressed girly, just not low cut tanks. " she laughed and whipped it off.It felt great being with her, she was young, funny and sexy, very sexy. She washed me all over teasing me with her lovely firm breasts before sitting on me again and I chewed on her nipples as we made love again.She cooked us a meal of bacon and eggs and laughed delightedly when I pronounced it the best meal I'd ever had, then we sat out on the verandah at the rear of my flat soaking up the warm sun."What do you want to do tonight?" I asked and she snuggled up. "Hello?" he called out. "Is anyone home?"He reached out and gently pushed the door open further. He stuck his head inside the house. "Hello? Ms. Franklin? Are you here?"Peter picked up his briefcase and stepped into the dark house. He waited until his eyes grew used to the darkness and then closed the door behind him. There was a tiny click as the lock engaged itself. The living room was cluttered with old boxes and stacks of books and newspapers. The furniture was old and tattered. The walls. Fuck me hard. Fuck your little girl so hard she screams." Are you sure, Puss?" Dad asked."Yes, Daddy," I moaned. "Use my cunt hard, Daddy. Make me your whore."With a groan of pure lust and a violent thrust, Daddy buried himself inside my wet snatch. I screamed as his cock stretched the tight confines of my cunt but loved every inch of him pounding into me. I watched the candle light flicker over Daddy's hard chest and flat nipples as he pumped roughly inside me. We stared into each other's.