Jeannie reached down and started to pump my cock. ?Dad, I love this. I love you so. I have dreamed of this, I want to be your little bitch whore.?Je...anie screamed with joy as she reached her fulfillment, her first climax with dad.I could help thinking of my good luck. I must have the best little bitch whore daughter around.8th Grader BJJeanie wasted no time for her follow up. I put a pillow under my butt and Jeanie lay down between my legs on her stomach. She looked up at me with her baby. Others may pin labels on us, but it is what is inside us that counts, not what others may think of us." I wish that were so." It is so. My son may be young, but he is perceptive, And if I may say so, I have become a rather keen judge of character. You are not what others have labeled you, Mrs. Hawasawa." Spoken like a friend, instead of a stranger." I would consider it an honor to call you my friend, Mrs. Hawasawa."She smiled. "Then perhaps you could see your way clear to call me Niomi." And I. ”The two are on shore leave. They didn’t know when you arrive exactly. Why don’t you make that Prostradoris delivery and pick them up on your return?”“That would be in 12 days.”“Makes no difference if they spend those 12 days aboard your ship going to Prostradoris with you, or spend them here.”“Alright, but they better be there when I come back.”--””--Jolaj came to her senses and realized she was wearing some sort of hood over her head.A throaty voice, speaking Tog said.”She is awake.”The hood. I was careful not to prey on the credulity of those who held uncanny beliefs, in respect for Bull’s memory, but I was well aware of the shills and slow cons.My brand of ‘magic’ was startling drollery, endless colored kerchieves, sudden bouquets, and close up coin tricks with my ‘magic penny’. I could amaze in games of ‘find the hidden’. I also could be convinced to juggle for short durations at infrequent intervals. If I used my entrancing device, I could put on a little hypnotist show. I was.