As I went to breakfast, my new friend Michael stopped me.“You shouldn’t have to endure this. I’ve been living here for a long time, I know the w...eather. The roads will be open for a very short time today. I think in about one or two hours you could leave by following the supply truck. We won’t tell the other guests about this opportunity for safety reasons. But you’re going to make it alright with your 4x4. Around noon the next storm will come up. Then the roads will definitely be blocked for. " Slowly she lowered herself onto my cock. Her pussy still as tight as the first night, maybe a little tighter. But my God was she wet. When she was sitting on me completely she looked into my eyes. My daughter seemed different. The innocent angel I knew seemed lost almost replaced by something else. "Fuck me daddy. Fuck daughters tight little pussy." She started slowly raising her body and back down again falling into a steady rhythm. Gently I moved my hands up the side of her body to her. “Just make sure I’m wet enough, and go for it.”I spread her juices around my knob and inside her tight arsehole. Holding her hips, I slowly slid into her bum, taking it a little at a time to give her a chance to relax her muscles.“You okay?” I asked her, wanting to make sure I wasn’t hurting her.“Yeah, I’m feeling fine, push all the way into me,” she replied.I pushed deeper inside her, feeling her arsehole slowly open up under the pressure of my cock. When I was all the way inside her, I paused. As a result, women rarelyspent any longer than they had to around him, and all his sexual encountershad been one night stands, usually by choice of the woman.But Van was running out of women to have sexual encounters with. Hisreputation was spreading and women were making it clear that they weren'tgoing to let him get into their panties. Of course, to Van it was theirfault. Women were just too sensitive. Didn't they understand that god putthem on the Earth to be objects of men's lust?Van.