..I urrr, can drive while you keep an eye on the food? What you say little Kerry?"I guess I couldn't argue with that, I could only think of the things... they'd get up to on the way to the store in Paul's truck, but at least I get a little space."Sounds good, I'll get my jacket"They both left to go to the store, I sat down in my chair and took a deep breath.My daughter and Paul?! Is she just another hook up or is it more? I had to find out.I head upstairs to Kerry's room. Opening the door I knew. They walked into the kitchen and Pam said, 'would you like a glass?''That would be nice,' Roger replied.She poured two glasses of wine and handed one to him. He said, 'thanks, you look very nice tonight.''Thanks,' Pam replied.Roger held the glass up towards her and sang, 'Here's to you Mrs Robinson,' like the theme tune to The Graduate.Pam laughed and said, 'sorry to disappoint you but I'm not Anne Bancroft.''Pity, I could easily be Dustin Hoffman,' he replied.They went into the lounge and sat. Short hair and hard muscles against her arse, powerful legs around her hips, hard claws against her thighs, hot cock inside her ... She settles into the rhythm, gasping and swearing as her fucks her... “Ohhhh ... Ohhh! Aaahhh! Fuck!! Aaahh!”She’s forgotten all about her prostitute act – no role-playing here – just a slut enjoying being nailed by an animal!The mean little monster continues to fuck her – his arse jagging at her rear quarter, hard and fast – a frenzy of fun ... His hind-paws. ‘Is there any truth in it, Mr Timpson?’ she was saying, earnestly. ‘Any truth in what?’ George replied. ‘You know… What you’ve said on your board… about the world ending?’ ‘Don’t you worry, my dear,’ said George. ‘I can see you’ve got a nice little guardian angel perched on your shoulder, so I think you’ll be okay.’ ‘Oh, how lovely!’ The lady chuckled and kind of fluttered away in the direction of a sweet shop. ‘Look at that silly so-and-so,’ said Sammy. ‘You’d think he’d have something better.