Aaron wrote down the phone number she left also, but only for the purpose of including it in the list of call girls he sometimes contacted. Once again... Aaron listened to the first message and he was even more enthralled by what she had to say. He recorded the details and verified that he had written down the correct telephone number. The other messages weren’t worth listening to again, although the fourth one had been rather arousing. ‘I am going to call this woman,’ he swore to himself. ‘And. When his fingertips then trailed up the inside of one of the youngster's quivering thighs, she gasped; instinctively, she humped down at his hand."Ooooo, Dad ... Touch me ... Ah, there... ," she moaned. "Please ... Make me feel good... !"Al's lips followed the trail blazed by his wandering hand.Michelle had both hands on her father's head, her fingers twined in his hair as his lips descended and eagerly kissed, sucked and tongued the young flesh; first on one hip, and then moving tortuously. At 5:30 that afternoon, Hanratty called me."How's the ankle?" Hanratty asked."Still hurts like a son-of-a-bitch." What did you plan to do about your dinner?" I got a pizza in the freezer; I'll just heat that up," I said."You want me to pick you up in the morning?" No. I drove myself home today so I think I can get myself to the station in the morning."At seven o'clock I was trying to get the plastic wrap off my frozen pizza when someone knocked on my door."I'll be right there," I called as I. She began to crawl back onto my lap, her eyes glowing lustfully and smiling this mischievous grin. I smiled back at her, shocked at what she had just done. I tingled all over and she stepped finally out of her jeans and thong as she climbed on top of my hard, throbbing manhood. Letting her down onto my swollen member, she whispered, ‘I want you’ ever so softly. I just gazed at her and spoke, ‘I want you too. I’ve wanted you for years, since the moment I saw you, and then even more once I got.