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Knowing how much I love to play with you, you smile at my implied challenge for a little hide and seek. You slowly walk around the living room of our suite, searching the corners and behind the furniture. You make your way into the tiny kitchenette but easily see I am not in there. You see a closed door, a sure sign of a good hiding spot. You push open the door and walk into the bedroom, letting out a low moan as you see the king size bed with the sheets pulled back, the candles flickering around the room and my black silk robe laying on the bed. You call my name softly as you walk around the room, keeping your eyes peeled for any sign of me. You walk out on to our balcony, admiring our beautiful view for a moment before coming back into the room. The bathroom is the next place you check and while I’m not there, you make a mental note of the spacious bathtub and shower…vowing to make good use of that at some point this weekend. You walk back towards the door to the bedroom, taking a. " So am I supposed to lie to him?" I asked her, pointedly.She stood quietly, firming her resolve."One lap-dance, and you'll give me all the copies of those pictures, and we'll never have to talk about this again. Right? That's what you've promised." We both already knew she was going to do it. But she was still waffling."I promise. One GOOD lap-dance, and I will give you every copy of those pictures, and I promise that John will never hear about them from me." Why are you doing this, Heather? I thought we were friends." Sure we're "friends". I want to stay "friends". Really good "friends". Close "friends". Special "friends". Ever since that night you and the girls came over trashed and went skinny-dipping, I can't get those images of you out of my mind. I think about you all the time. I want you so bad I ache. I want to hold you, feel you, touch you, kiss you, taste you. I just can't stand it anymore." Just this once, right?" She asked for the umpteenth time tonight."You heard the.
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He got up, got dressed and made his way out to the kitchen. Yawning and rubbing his eyes, what proceeded changed the way Steve Waldron thought about things. And it changed the relationship he had with his family, forever.“Rachel, wh... What are you doing?” Steve was shell-shocked. His heart about to explode out from his chest. Rachel was sitting on the family table, wearing her familiar black panties and bra, and legs spread.“I know what you did, daddy.” She smooched her bra; the cum stains. She seemed to savour the taste.“What did I do?” Steve went pale in the face. He knew damn right what he had done, and he was well aware that Rachel knew, also.“Had a little jerk on my stuff.” She looked at him vigorously; meanwhile Steve could barely muster up any sort of eye contact. “Don’t lie, now, daddy...”“I—I don’t know what you’re... May—Maybe Will done something.”“Will wasn’t here. Will’s been gone for two days, remember?”“Rachel, I don’t know what this is about.” Steve did his best to.

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