She was ushered into the cultural attaché’s office where she was shocked to find her father. She told her story to an amazed duo. She handed her fa...ther Alexander’s laptop and identified the location of the house where they could find him.George hugged Amy. He told her that she was incredible courageous and that he was so proud of her. He asked if she knew where to find Margaret. She didn’t.Amy was still angry. Margaret had used her. “Fuck her!” she exclaimed to her father. “She can find her own. Looking down the list of Google citations I learned that she was a legal secretary at a big local firm. I knew that they made decent money, but that didn’t mean that she had money to burn. Daughters and parents can become ill and daughters might need braces. I knew that mine had. And then there were expenses like rent or mortgage, electricity, phone, gas, and whatever else might be on her list. I knew that mine seemed to go on forever.I turned to my drafting table where I checked the plans. She had plenty of lubrication from her pussy so once I lined up, I pushed in. As soon as the head of my cock got in, her eyes opened wide, her mouth dropped open and she attempted to scream out but she couldn’t. It was like she was in shock. I pushed into her ass more and than began pumping in and out slowly. ‘Don’t worry, you’re not a real party slut until you’ve been fucked in the ass.’ She couldn’t answer. She couldn’t even speak. She just layed there as I fucked her ass, very deep at this. I moved to the other side so that I could face her back. I slowly lifted her night gown from her knees till her thighs . I could see her panty. It was easy doing that staying behind her. I took my dick out of my pants and started rubbing that on her inner thighs. As it was like tickling she was not exactly moving but slowly moving them.I could raise her night gown till her ass. I could see her colored panty clearly. I could see the bulge between her ass cheeks. I wanted to touch her and finger.