"Heather, still very worn out stood up to straddle his thigh but was met by his hand on her head.Mr Morrison: "No bitch, squat, move your panties to t...he side and hump my shin."She did as she was told. Her wet pussy leaving a trail of her juices on his lower leg.Mr. Morrison: "Now work your worthless ass up to my thigh."She continued grinding on him stopping for a moment in his knee where her clit felt some relief. Eventually she was grinding on his thigh, his hand holding her hair again not. We reached her flat and she opened it without any noise. I understood that I was supposed to make no noise. We went inside and did so without switching on any light. I was still in the dark. She closed the door behind her and led me to single bed room. When she switched on the light,I was standing in front of a 5.5 feet tall fat, and semi nude women in the 30s with Huge boobs. I was completely excited. She gave a cunning smile at me and came forward and put her had around my neck. I was. Well, his daughter, and his oral skills.It didn’t take long for Nicole to recover and regain control of her breathing, and she soon sat up and looked at her father. As their eyes met she couldn’t help but give him one of her characteristic bright smiles. Their love for each other had only gotten stronger now. It had morphed beyond the realms of father/daughter love, and was now deeply romantic. She didn’t just love her Daddy as most daughters do, she loved him, more than she’d ever loved anyone. Meeting her was such a coincidence. She could just as easily have been a grizzly bearded old man as a shrink looking into my issues. Good thing, there. Charlene was a treasure. She was going home with us for a week or so before she went back to DC, thankfully. I wasn’t ready to give her up, and watching her girlfriend swim up to her for a hug and a kiss, I’m pretty sure Tressa wasn’t either. The plane is going to be getting some use for a while.Linda came over to me and sat between my legs..