He had already been at the stadium when they had arrived the day before and he had been in a foul mood after the game. He hadn't bothered to even ackn...owledge the people who had flown in from Los Angeles to support the team and him.He greeted the females with kisses on the cheek and shook hands with Chris and Sam. Both men were enjoying the pageantry of the World Series – and they were all pleased that Brock appeared to be over the error from the night before.When Brock had moved away from the. The guy riding shot gun in the front was next to demand my service, he already had his cock out shaking it to get my attention. I told him to give me a few minutes to rest and I would milk his trouser snake! He placed my hand on it I guess to reserve his place? His was huge and still growing, I glanced over the seat to see the two in the back seat slowly stroking their lap lizards, thinking this could be a very long trip. I leaned back and pretended to be sleeping to make sure I got a little. “Sweetie let me get you all ready for Daddy’s cock first okay,” he says as he rubs my wet pussy with his finger tips in a circular motion. “Oh, my baby girl is so soaking wet just from thinking about Daddy’s big cock in her tight pussy. You are so precious,” he says as he continues to feel me with his fingers. He puts the same fingers he rubs my super wet pussy with up to his mouth, licking his own fingers all tasteful. He continues to rub gently. “Oh, Daddy, Oh rub my little clit!” I say as. As she was giving me the scheduled status report, she flashed a secret hand signal. She was asking that I recall her immediately. With the multiple rail and ferry connections needed to get back to my cathedral from Stanley, she wasn't due in my office for another half hour.I had a sharp image of her in my mind from the holocast. She was dressed in a full burqa with several of the top Priests of the girl's monastery by her sides. The three rings of purple, red, and blue on her upper robes marked.