She walked to the McDonalds on one end of the parking lot. The night staff were not surprised by her attire. They frequently had girls come in at all ...hours of the night, during all times of the year, in even less clothing than Angels studded bra, vest, shorts and combat boots. This area was known to be crawling with girls looking for work and willing to get their knees dirty for quick money. Angel pocketed the money Rich gave her, and headed to the back of the McDonalds. She scaled the fence. Besides no one ever buys the display girls the most that ever happens to them during the day is a customer or two will pay to use you He replied, So will you?, it would help me out a lot He added, Well when people come in to buy a live meat-girl and find out there is none available, what then? Jessica asked, We dont get people coming in every day for live meat, most just want cuts I have plenty of that in the case and in the back, your father is one of the few customers who place orders for. "Fuck me grandad! fuck me!" she urged me on.So I did, and quickly began pumping faster and harder, and Shola moaned louder as her grandad fucked her little pussy.I knew it was wrong, I knew I shouldn't be fucking my teenage granddaughter, but she clearly wanted it, and besides I was going to give her a fair bit of money, so eagerly I carried on, and she continued to happily kneel in front of me and let me.For another few minutes my hard cock shuttled back and forth in her wet warm pussy, until. She was shoulder deep in the water so I didn’t get to check out that tight little body as I would have liked. She hesitated for a moment, her face turned a deep shade of red, and then she said to me... “Wendy told me what you did”I didn’t have the slightest clue what she was talking about. My initial response was total confusion. What I said was, “She did? What did I do?”She looked at me, her face still blushing red, and said“What you did with her, at her house. You know...”I did not know.Wendy.