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THE END OF CHAPTER 9 He hadn't seen his daughter in years – wasn't allowed after the divorce – and it had shocked him to see the beautiful young woman she had grown into. He picked her up from the airport and tried his best not to stare at her on the drive back to his house. She had drank a little too much on the plane from whichever country she had been living in this time, obviously as nervous about meeting her father for the first time in fifteen years as he was about doggystyle meeting her. She stood no taller than five foot, the top of her head reaching his chest, but she had developed an amazing set of Hardcore curves, and her face had become more angular and striking. Her hair was dyed black and cut short, the dark thick waves just touching her shoulders. The meeting had been an awkward one at first. Patrick had hugged her too amateur hard, let his hand linger around her waist for too long, inhaled her scent too deeply. She seemed cold and reserved to begin with but a few more bottles of wine had relaxed them both. “Didn't you miss me?” Violet asked him, her elbows propped up on the kitchen counter and her chin resting in both her hands. She watched him as he tried to cook through the heady drunkenness. “Of course I did, puppy,” he told her. He couldn't bring himself to look at her properly but he saw her shifting nervously out of the corner of his eye and asian knew she remembered the nickname he had called her when she was little, just as he did. The room was spinning slightly for Violet. In her father's presence and under the influence of more alcohol than she could usually handle, she let her mind wander to the different men she had fucked. Violet had started young, sleeping with any man who would show her affection, but the longer she stared at Patrick she realised that they all shared his features. He was older now, but still just as tall and lean as she remembered from her childhood. His jawline was sharp, covered with a tidy and short now-greying beard. His hair was still as thick and he still wore it combed back but she knew it came from running his hand through it too much. “Didn't you want me?” She asked, her bottom lip jutted out. Look at me, she thought, beginning to anger at how cold he was being as he continued chopping food, give me some fucking attention. He looked up at her and smiled, handling the knife in his hands expertly. “More than anything,” he confessed. Violet was still leaning against the counter, her round bubble butt jutting out, and from this angle he could see the full curve of her breasts down the front of her top. “I still do japanese want you,” he said, continuing to chop. “Good,” Violet said indignantly, taking a large mouthful of wine. “Because I've always wanted you back. But I hated you for leaving me with mum.” Patrick chuckled softly as he put the ingredients into the pan. He gave them a stir and watched them begin to sizzle, thinking of how to answer. He crossed his arms and leaned back against the kitchen counter, looking at his daughter from across the room. “You know how I feel about your mother,” he began, “but I knew she would take care of you. Look at who you've grown into – you have to give her some credit.” “You don't know who I've grown into,” Violet laughed harshly. “I sure do like kissing you.” “How would I get back to Winnipeg if one of us decided that it wasn’t working out?” Ducking, I spun round; but he was quick, dodging as I caught air once more. She could not use hypnosis to improve her results in math so she needed train like everyone else. Rose stumbled back, then collapsed into the soil, her eyes rolled back, her chest heaving in slumbering breaths. Face first in the bed may hears ripping and feels him cutting away at her clothes, first her shirt then her bra, now topless he cuts away her skirt leaving her in her very sexy pair of black � panties. japanese My spirits lifted as I saw the hut in the distance and I quickly walked over to it. “He’s got some explaining to do.” Moving on to the rest Jade saw a couple of the Brothel Whores still waiting for customers to select them while another was sucking a cock. He leaned over and forced his tongue into the boy's mouth, giving him a big sloppy kiss. Viola: Sure, what do I do with my things? He nervously fiddled with her hem as she tugged at his shirt. In the distance they heard the sound of John coming home. Eventually she asked, "Can I put him back in the truck." As she moved stone across steel, I noticed a light tugging on her lips. Tugging down her sundress asian and reaching around to unclasp the bustier woman’s bra. Once again, this time not under my control, he began to enter me slowly. She moaned, spreading her knees so she could pleasure herself at the same time. She came around slowly to the sensations of having her first cock and smiled up at me. “I like this.” she said. amateur He thought: There is no way she could kiss me like that if she was kissing me off. As my fingers brushed her neck, I saw a light eruption of goosebumps on her skin. Hardcore The cheering girls were all around Bethany, my doggystyle mom riding my blonde sister. Eventually she was able to relax enough to experience my oral skills, and we did have penetrative sex as well. She was sticky with a combination of bodily fluids, both her own and otherwise, and her knees were caked with dirt and mud. His foreskin was ripped well back out of the way when he had entered her and there was nothing but space to fill as the stream turned into a torrent. FREYDIS “Phil? I don't know if Marc in the moment of passion was aware of how easy I handled the massive sword between my legs.