Once she was out of the house, I’d be alone with Dad.Sure enough, it worked. Chris showed up at about eight, and he and Laura went off to the tennis...courts. Dad was still in his bedroom, so I waited until I heard the shower running, then I slipped into the bedroom. I was so excited, between the fear, the desire, and the prospect of getting screwed by my dad, I could barely walk across the room. Without even touching myself, I could feel that my pussy was soaking wet. It was even running down. You just don’t know no better. You’re kind of backward in the ways of the old neighborhood,’ he said patting down the dirty blonde hair that Mario’s slap disturbed. ‘You ask me anything, Mr. Russo, and I’ll do it,’ said Anthony further expressing his emotions with his hands, as do most Italians. ‘Who do you want me to—’ ‘Nah, nothin’ like that. Calm down Tony,’ he said looking at him. ‘May I call you Tony? Anthony sounds too formal like something I’d call my little nephew when he was receiving. More

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