She took every opportunity that presented itself to keep herself sharp. Miranda lifted her long dark hair off of her neck to try and catch a breeze t...o cool her sweat soaked skin. Most days she hated the dresses they were made to wear, but on days like this, she was glad for the light cotton and how breathable it was. The sleeveless knee-length dress clung to her tan body, and outlined her generous curves almost scandalously. She was leaning back against the trunk of the tree, gazing at the. You are nothing more than a cheap gutter whore and you think you can treat me like that!” Boomed Mr. Smith…Yes, this made Jenny wetter, yet again. She swung a leg up and impaled herself on his throbbing cock. It slid easily into her cunt what between the two cum loads, Rachael’s tongue and Jenny’s own wetness for lubrication. Although Jenny had to admit to herself, this fat cock was going to be something of a challenge. It was huge compared to most of the boys that pleasured her on a regular. ‘I didn’t mean to sound offensive with what I earlier said. I’m sorry if I did.’ ‘Your apology’s noted, now how about you answering my question.’ ‘Hope you won’t bite if I do.’ She shrugs. ‘Depends on what you have in mind.’ ‘Alright there, I was going to say Sidney Sheldon or Ann Rice, but if you object,’ he waves a hand in the air, leaving her with whatever answer she prefers. He picks up his tea and takes a sip. His plate lies empty aside from the few crumbs to signify the remains of his. I guess daddies anddaughters have different kind of relationships than fathers and sons.Actually, hey, come to think of it, he wanted me to ease back on work,when they used to hound me to no end to get a job. Damned if you do,damned if you don't.I locked the door to the bathroom and slid my pyjamas off. As I waitedfor the shower to heat up, I took a long look at the new me in themirror. I had curves begging for hands to run along them. If I wasstill a guy, I would have made my own head turn. My.