But to see her all grown up was uplifting. She moved in and it was like old times. Things began to look up, I had been living tight on my substantial savings and investments but technically still unemployed. All my free time allowed me to finish my Camaro project. Katie gave me shit all the time about me not making it more environmentally friendly, she didn’t buy the fact I put all late model parts in it, I went with an LS7 with all the same emission reduction of a new corvette, well sort of. The rest of it came out fantastic. I was getting offers on it every time I took it out, I had stopped taking the Chevelle out after the third time being vandalized. I had even had to start going to a gym thirty minutes farther away. The town didn’t know the Camaro as mine, so nobody messed with tight pussy it. In March Karen came by to see how I was doing, we talked about the last performance of the orchestra, As usual Lindsey brought the house down. But Karen admitted there allure was something wrong, she was technically perfect, but Karen has seen her at her best, and it wasn’t there. I don’t know why the hell Karen would say something like that to me. I’m sure she knew what was coming next. The next evening I went by Lindsey’s house in Katie’s car, I didn’t want to be obvious in my Camaro, I wanted to reason with her father, maybe if I brought the ring he would make understand that I was serious, and as far as I knew Catholics are very strict about sex being between a man and wife, “I would be making an honest woman out of her. I arrived just as Jack was getting home from work. The second he got out of the car he was yelling, “BACK UP! Three hundred yards from this house! That’s as close as you come!” I was never formally served a restraining order so I called his bluff. I pleaded with him to talk, he picked up his cell and called the police. I figured I had about ten minutes. He told the officers that a violent stalker just showed up and he was afraid for his daughters safety. “Please! Give me five minutes to explain!” “Don’t bother Mr Anderson! adorable I heard the girlfriend whole story from Lindsey! She may not see how you manipulated her but I do!” I took another couple steps so I didn’t have to yell. “It’s not like that Jack! I love it when people tell me to get a room.” I said making him smile again, god his smile. I was excited to read it but it made me a little sad. He's looking for a girl to entertain the whole party. This was the first real cock she had ever seen and was shocked by its size and rigidity. "I read a lot and my older friends tight shared some of their experiences with me. Take Mike for example. Eventually, Shanice gave me my journal and let me bring it up to date. She was still one hundred percent pure. My breath was close to hyperventilation at this point, but I needed wait only seconds. He squirted a generous amount onto his penis, then tossed the bottle over his back. Continuing my thrusts, I watched as my cock bulged out from her throat with allure each plunge. It is all totally non-sexual techno-nerd stuff from that point out as I wind up the story... but leave the possibility open for a sequel. You can't mess it up. I gasped as he pressed his fingers ever deeper into the crack. Twyla wraps her arms tight pussy around me and rolls adorable girlfriend onto her back, pulling me on top of her where I lie dizzily still for a minute, nestled into her satin strapped cleavage, feeling the skin of her belly against mine. “Fucking hell Tanya! But only in the castle! I cried all the way to the rest stop.