Erica was on the sofa, kneeling on the cushions as she lay her head in the boy's lap. He had his head thrown back with one hand gripping the armrest ...nd the other on my daughter's head. Erica still had on the outfit she'd worn to school that day, a denim skirt and a pink halter top, only her skirt was thrown up around her waist and her pink panties were on the floor. My eyes ran over her incredible legs from her cute feet, her crossed ankles where the glint of the anklet I had given her. ” Car back in gear, foot on accelerator. Rain falling now, windscreen wipers doing their regimented dance. I look at the woman, at the seatbelt stretching down between her large breasts. She’s looking out of the window. One mile to start of dual carriageway. Hand moves from gear stick to nylon thigh; rubs, strokes. “I hope you’re not expecting anything more, you pervert.” “My car, my rules.” “Are you?” “That’s for me to know.” Silence, save for the splash of rubber on watery road and the. More

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