" It's doing fine, Dad, really," she said nervously, still trying to push her t-shirt down and closed her legs together on her father's arms."Well, it... doesn't look that way to me," he said, placing his hands on her knees and pushing them apart. "It looks to me like you are all tensed and need a little help to relax."Silvie realized he wasn't mad at her for playing with herself and allowed him to push her knees apart. She watched as he lowered his head between her thighs and kissed her swollen. She could feel its girth against her labia and she sooooo wanted to just slip his cock into her love tunnel and fuck him until he blew a huge load in her. But she knew it would be better after he had eaten her so, she leaned forward and ran her hands over his broad chest feeling the strength in his pectoral muscles and stopped long enough to play with his nipples. She leaned down and sucked one then the other and then she kissed her way back down to his pubic hair. “Hmmm, beautiful, she. Sometimes mysteriously she told us she had to spend the day away, but it was no more than twice or three times a week and usually at the weekends. Well, I was very curious, I imagined she had a good weekend job, they usually pay a little better, but I couldn't imagine what could pay so well as to let her have that amount of money and all that free time.One day I got so pissed off with being so broke that I asked her and she got all flushed, you know really embarrassed. I couldn't understand it. " I leaned forward, hands on knees, and caught my breath. Chike waited patiently. Once my pulse dropped to the three-digit range, I grabbed my coat. "Where are we meeting her? The station?" I asked, following behind him. "No. That's why she sent me. She doesn't want you driving upset. We're going to the hospital," Chike said, with reassuring steadiness. It didn't work. "Hospital? You said she was fine?" I balked. "She is. I promise. But the asshole didn't go quietly. Kamsy has a few bumps and.