My old cell-phone keeps dying on me; I need to get a new one. Want to meet me and help me decide?”I told him to stay put and that I was on my way to... meet with him.Zack was so very good to me and I loved that he asked me for things, rather than told me; a complete contrast to the way my father treated my mother.As I made my way to the parking lot I recalled the time when it all became clear to me as to their relationship.I really didn’t care for the way my father ordered her about like a General. "Right then, where to?" he asked lightly as though the air of subdued misery was not suffocating him. "And my name by the way is Caine Stevens, and I own and run that night club." Huh! Maybe you should talk to your staff about letting in minors," she accused.Caine frowned as his annoyance resurfaced but he bit it back and shot her a sidelong look."They are hardly minors." He'd been more than a little relieved to realise that the three young women were at least seventeen or eighteen, even though. Pam couldn't resist fucking with her father, and she was pumping her ass back and forth with him as he kept her right leg up by holding it so he could fully fuck her pussy on each full inward stroke. "Mmmmmmmmm, fuck me, Daddy, fuck me so hard and so deep, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Pam moaned as Philip gave her every single inch of his thick engorged cock in and out of her tight pussy. Philip diddled the nipple of her left tit and then he pulled out of Pam's horny cunt, turned her around in front of. Now it sickened her. "Aaieee!" Charlotte whimpered as the dog's hard tongueslapping violently on her tits brought her quickly back to thepresent. What was happening now was worse, even more sickening! Her eyes widened. She stared at the black, hairy dogintently licking the flesh of her soft tits. Her eyes followedhis tongue as it whipped across her tittie mounds. Each contactof his wet tongue brought a shuddering groan from Charlotte'sthroat and a churning of her stomach. Her hand.