“Merilee lift your nightie above your waist and lie across my lap.” With tearing eyes Merilee complied. Tube8 He just held the cloth against her and let her enjoy the comforting warmth. “Help me Daddy.” God, she was beautiful. Positioning Little John at her entrance and again gripping her firmly by the hips he pulled her back onto him as he thrust deeply into her most private of places. He’d bought her a small car so she could commute to school; her car, Sam’s money. He wanted her mellow, not falling down drunk. He poured four fingers of Maker’s Mark for himself and filled the other half full of iced vodka, Merilee’s choice.
