She noticed she was still wearing the strap-on and that Samantha was not in the room. She rubbed her eyes and sat up fully in the bed."Good morning sl...epy head," Samantha said as she entered the room in her robe carrying a tray full of food. "I figured since we never ate dinner last night that I would fix you some breakfast in bed." Mmmm, smells delicious," Hannah replied as she reached for the glass of fresh squeezed orange juice."I thought that after we eat breakfast we can go for a walk in. And I needed to fuck her well-used pussy with my raging hard-on. What I got was the sound of her delicate snore. She was exhausted and had passed out.I was frustrated, to say the least. My frustration turned to fury. She didn't respond at all. That was no fun for me so I pulled out and started to drive home.I felt cheated, frustrated and a little angry as I drove. I passed two homeless derelicts pushing their shopping carts down the street. The sight inspired me. I decided to have some fun with. There were damn few single girls to fuck in my home town, but even though the college nightlife on the weekends was much more fun, I still had to go back home to visit the family once a month at the least. I always included a visit to the farm on those trips home, with the hope she would be there as well. Many times she was there, in shorts, helping my Grandparents with chores. My good-looking Aunt had gone through a series of boyfriends since her return, and I met a few of the losers she was. " Oh, God. I hope not." Lizzie, this is my daughter Jill. She is the proud but befuddled recipient of provisional emancipation, less than an hour ago." I've never heard of provisional emancipation. What is that?" In this case it represents need of proof that the proceeds from a life insurance policy have been paid to her before becoming final." I see. Jill, you can call me Elizabeth or Liz. I hate Lizzie." OK, Liz."Daddy said, "Over here is the attorney who keeps me and my daughter out of jail,.