His heart went into his mouth as he pressed button 4.Was he finally going to find his daughter.The door opened on level 4 and he stepped out. Down the...corridor there was a queue of six African men pushingand shoving each other under the stern gaze of a tallAfrican blocking an open door.He glanced at the room numbers and headed towards themen, who paused to look at the approaching white man.He checked the door numbers. He was approaching room24. What would he do if they had his daughter in. " Why have you lost him?" Sue asked as she carefully evaded the question.Sue pushed Tony inside her wardrobe, arranging the clothes around him, before opening the bedroom door."I was feeling a bit weepy." Sue explained."You're still after him aren't you?" Yes, but he loves you. - he does not know the truth." Well you can have him. I'm going home to move in with Anne-Marie, now she is a widow, and as Father is dead I don't have to pretend any more."Tony crouched in the wardrobe could just hear. Although, everyone likes to pretend otherwise, nothing would ever be the same again. I hand the driver his due, and as I step out of the taxi my flaming red hair billows around my face, blocking my eyes. Sounds… voices… whispers! Crap! Of course, schools not over yet. I hate him for making me meet him all this kids here. They would point and whisper, but that isn’t even the part I can’t stand. I loathe their pity, I find their normal, healthy lives offending. Frustrated with my hair, I yank it. "Anything you want honey!" I sobbed with desire "You can do anything to me!" Once you've come, I'm going to slide this pole up your cheating slut ass!" He growled, pulling my hair and kissing me deeply.I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me passionately, his cock buried deep in my pussy and his strong manly hands working my large breasts delightfully. I placed my hands on his smooth shaved scalp, holding on as I rode his cock. Remembered the camera recording our unison and began to really slut.