Twenty storeys were all they’d built so far, so it had to be enough. She knew twenty storeys would be enough to destroy the fucking bitch.Her hands ...were scraped up a little and her knees covered in dirt from when she’d pushed her prey off the edge.Her hands were a little scraped up, a little blood dried up in the dirt they’d collected from the floor. The same dirt now on the knees of her jeans. A sign of the close call she’d just had.She had thought that she’d be going over the edge with her. It sounded very fun, so we headed to her bathroom.All the way there, i still held her on my cock, bouncing her slightly, hoping to get another peak out of her. In the shower, she was starting to hunch over me,and I knew another contraction was coming. Immediately after. she came, she told me to let her down, her vagina was very sensitive, and it almost hurt to be bounced on it like that. I hadnt came for a second time, so she got down on her knees, and gave me head again. I leaned back on the. I answer it. There's a gorgeous redhead on my front step. "Daddy!" she exclaims, wrapping her arms around my neck, snuggling into me. "I finally FOUND you!"I invited her in, my predatory mind already thinking what I was gonna do to that luscious young body. (Hey, it's not like we bonded or anything: Here was an eager young woman in my house, gushing over me. My dong began to stiffen.)She had photos and documents. And she looked exactly like my sister Amanda, except for the red hair. (Amanda is. But Becky got dressed, and we called it a night.I offered to walk her home, but Becky insisted I shouldn't as she felt it would cause my parents to investigate and might ruin the fun we had just experienced together. Just by her saying that I knew her wicked little mind was up to something again and found myself not wanting to pry any further.So far, her little dirty deeds have been a total thrill, and I wanted to be surprised when it happened, so instead, I kissed her goodnight and watched.