She asked excitedly what I was going to do to her later; I just smiled and told her whatever it was that she was my toy and she just had to obey me or... be forced to comply. When we walked through the hotel I could see lots of men checking her out as her tight low top showed of her amazing cleavage off and as she walked her skirt flared out giving people who looked a nice glimpse of her curvy stocking clad thighs and her barely covered crotch. Charlotte liked to keep her pussy neatly trimmed. I wondered if they knew we were a father and da(u)ghter?She didn't see it that way. In her eyes ladies were looking at my hard dick even though they were with someone. I'm sure all the guys liked her puffy nipples which is probably true. I loved them.Becky spotted another “caution adult activity” sign.In here dad.A few feet in Becky said carry me. She jumped in my arms legs spread around my waist. This time I helped get my dick in her pussy.Oh fuck yeah dad.Becky was trying to bounce around on. She was sexually humiliated once by a kid who thought it was ok to bring his friends along to watch. And, of course, there was that one lover that every woman seems to have who turns out gay. Then she met Paul. He was nice looking and intelligent, but a depressive under-achiever who encumbered her spirit. He was almost a saint, though, compared to the men with whom she would become enmeshed. She married Paul before she was 30, and her life seemed to be manageable. The warning signals from her. Instead of trying to ease my own pain, Ismiled. "That is great, Mae. I think you?ll like it at our house." You will, Mae Mae," Mitch said. "Can we give you a hug goodbye?"She nodded and looked at me. I leaned forward and gave her a gentle hug.Then she turned to Mitch and put her arms around his neck and gave him abig hug."Ok, Mae Mae. We?ll see you on Tuesday after school, ok? You and Donnieand I will go have some dinner and get to know each other." Ok," the child said and we headed for the.