Your legs were up over his chest, resting on his shoulders, your feet in the air. You can’t move them very far apart because your underwear is still...partially on, connected by your ankles, trapping them. You see your underwear resting on the back of your father’s head. You’re trapped. “Daddy, don’t,” you murmur in fear. You can feel his cock rub up against your most intimate of places. It isn’t right. He knows better. You know your face is contorted into an ugly mess as you can’t help but mourn. I grabbed the tour book out of the back seat and headed up to my room. I knocked on room 407 and heard Jennifer sort of laugh “Did you forget your key?” as she opened the door. Whoa – she stood there with a wet head and holding a towel in front of her. When she saw it was me and not Dan, she simply said “Oh – Daniel ran down to the gift shop for a second. I thought you were he. Come on in Patrick.” “I just wanted to return the book” I said holding the book out and not wanting to look but. More

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