Checking if it was all right? Reema face was redder than ever and she was still panting hard. She hissed at me lost on her own desires, “Fuck! Do it... daddy! Do it! Put you cock in me again”! I pushed hard into my girl. Reema arched her back as it slid home. She wrapped her legs and arms around me pulling me down on top of her. As I started to pump my baby girl she threw her head up and bit down on my shoulder moaning out her pleasure. When I felt that pressure build then quickly release I said,. You and your single mother had just moved out of your one-bedroom apartment, and it amazes you how you two managed to pack so much when you didn't actually have many things.At least you've got the window seat! Your mother shuffles-in beside you, and you turn to look her way... she's just had her 40th birthday. She has soft white skin that shows a bit of age in its texture, but it's still tight. You know she uses a lot of lotion to keep it healthy-looking and she's not very happy about getting. All this went on through out the day untill early evening. During the evening after I had been washed down in one of the toilet blocks, I was taken around the show and whored out to everybody and anybody who wanted to shove their cock in one of my holes. I was told it was to get back some of the money back he had lost in the card game that Friday. They charged a few quid a fuck or blow job. By the end of the night I had more than doubled what he had lost which was quite alot. Then it was back. I looked straight at her and she smiled and tapped me again. Now I knew her address, now see what else she was to tell me."Yes Tama, it isn't nice on ones own, the house always seems so empty, doesn't it," Heather stated."Yes since Fred died, two years ago, I've struggled with the house; I couldn't leave it, I will die in it. No way will they get me in a home. I'm fit and well and able to walk back and forward to the shops," she added.Now I knew she lived alone and proud of the fact she was.