Telling us yours?" "Tom. Tom, Son of Jim, Son of Joe, Son of Tim, Son of Biff, Son ofBob, Son of Buford, Son of Bo . . . ." "You don't say?" Snow Wh...ite interrupted. "As you've alreadyfigured out, we're . . . (whooh, still out of breath!) . . . we're mermaids,and we'd love to do something for you." "For me?" "Yes," said Night Black. "But we'd need you to do somethingfirst." "Yes?" said Tom. "We'd need you to swear to let us go." "Well that's interesting," said Tom. "What would you do. The trucker walked to them, and when he got close, he realized the girls were possibly underage.Trying to be polite and avoiding profanity, "well, well, what are those two beautiful young ladies doing here?" Peter asked."What a creep!" Emma thought, "young ladies, huh!" but they didn't have a choice."Our car is broken, and our cell phone doesn't work here," Emma said, "Can I have a ride in your truck to Greenville town center, so I find a towing truck and a repair place while my friend waits. James," he answered, and we shook. It was interesting to note that he was at least three inches shorter than Kelli, which had me towering over him. He had wide shoulders which tapered down to a still trim waist. "I have been interested in hearing my daughter speak of you. She speaks quite highly of you." She speaks well of you sir, and of course I think the world of her." Indeed," his eyes flashed as he somehow managed to look more directly into mine. "As do I, and I would not want to hear of. She smiled, eyes still closed from the moment of orgasm. “My beautiful baby girl.”She sighed peacefully and pushed herself against His warmth in response, knowing full well that a coherent sentence was out of the question for a few moments. He grinned and pulled her closer to Him. His cock nuzzled against the small of her back and she smiled, relieved He was allowing her to catch her breath but delighted that tonight was far from over.“Don’t tell me my whore is still unsatisfied!?” He demanded.