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I took him in for a moment. His chest was wide, his shoulders were squarish and his arms were veiny. He surely worked out all right."How about we start this off with a drink?" he asked as he smiled at me. "Right, of course! Sorry, how rude of me." I jumped up and walked over to my small kitchen corner. "Anything in mind?" You surely don’t have anything strong, do you?"I kicked myself for not having something stronger. "I have white wine and I’ve got some Bacardi, if you want?" With some ice. .." He panted, his voice soft and almost sad. "My little girl...my sweet little girl."He held me for a minute, his breathing gradually slowing, and then loosened his grip, bringing his mouth to mine to kiss me softly. I could feel his cock slipping from my body as he lowered me to the floor again, and felt a sense of loss followed by a sweet, tired bliss.He kissed my mouth and moved lower, kissing his way down my body again. He lifted my legs and I gasped in anticipation, guessing what he. My jakes screamed as I released the throttle. There were no four wheelers in the lot and only a few other big trucks, most likely down for the night. I set my brake and bailed out of the cab. This was not a smart thing to do. It’s quite a jump from the seat of a Peterbilt large car to the pavement, and when your feet hit the pavement, a shock wave jolts from your toes to your temples, including one to the bladder. I thought I was going to piss myself on the pavement. I clutched my crotch and. In school, they say, 'always look for the simplest answer, that fits all the facts'." Isn't that 'Ockham's Razor'?" Don't get off the subject, Sean. Let's assume we've dealt with that one. What's next?" Let me think a minute! Oh, yeah! Did Maggie know Dad was fucking you two? And if she did, when did she find out? Ideas, comments, guesses?" I don't know, but Daddy never, and I mean never, had any trouble getting lots of time with us, or sneaking in or out of our room. Could Mom have been that.
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