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- She grabs his hand and holds it. John hands Sam the keys to her new car and she runs out into the parking lot. Tim and John follow her, and Tim can tell John is staring at her ass and he says. “Man, you’re lucky. Your girlfriend is gorgeous.” Tim stops and stares at John. “What did you say?” he asks. “Your girlfriend, she’s gorgeous.” John repeats himself. “That’s not my girlfriend. That’s my daughter.” Tim says. “Oh… I thought it was your girlfriend, because of the way she threw herself at you.” “No.. How dare you even say that.” Tim says as he starts to raise his voice and walks away from John. He walks out the door, forgets all about John’s comment and smiles when he see’s Sam’s smiling face as she’s taking pictures of her car. She runs up to her dad and grabs his hand again and pulls him to the car. “Look!” she yells. She gets in the driver seat and puts the key in and starts the car and the engine turns over and starts purring like a cat. “I’ll meet you at home. Don’t speed or get into a wreck.” He says. He taps the top of the car, his chest filled with pride at the sight of her Black Artist driving in her new car. Tim heads to his car and gets in, starts it and pulls out of the parking lot and starts to head home. His mind is replaying their conversation from earlier, and he has to admit it really turns him on to know that his daughter wants him in a sexual way. And if he is completely honest with himself. He wants her as well. That’s why he started Sex Through the Eyes of a Pick up Artist watching the daddy/daughter porn, is to distract himself from his feelings for his daughter. He makes a turn down a side street and drives past See Port. It is the most up to date porn, sex toy, clothing store. He decides if he can’t figure out how to tell Sam he wants her, he can just show her. He steps into the store, and immediately his eyes are assaulted by all the different sights of corsets, crotchless underwear, dildos, vibrators, massage oil, anal beads, all types of porn- lesbian, gay, bisexual, toys, masturbation, gang bang etc. He decides to just get a little of everything. He grabs a 6-speed vibrator, 2 different sized dildos, lube, a threesome/bisexual porn dvd and a couple clothing items he thinks would be sexy on her he heads to the Makeup Artist counter and pays. “You are buying all this for your girlfriend?” the female clerk asks. “Yes. It’s her birthday.” He says. Not wanting to complicate the issue. “Well, happy birthday to her. And this looks like it will be a very fun night.” She says artistic porn with a wink. After finally getting his purchases, he puts the stuff in his car and heads home. He arrives a couple minutes after her and he grabs the bag and heads inside the house. It’s time to get ready for her birthday party that will happen soon in the next couple hours. He walks through the house, not stepping on any of the squeaks. He doesn’t want her to see what artistic he bought yet. He puts the bag in his bedroom and stops at her semi cracked door. He hears noise in her bedroom and he dares to take a peek inside and what he sees floors him. Samantha is laying on her bed. Legs open, and she’s pushing a purple dildo in and out of her pink pussy. The base of the dildo looks white because of how wet she is. She is using a vibrator on her clit and she’s moaning “daddy. Also, we wanted to have a bit of fun ourselves. Ashley sits back up and scrambles to her knees and plants a sloppy kiss on my lips. The artistic porn euphoria in her breasts kept her artistic from actually feeling them, leaving nothing but bliss. ‘Gurk!’ Aching, tired and lonely, Lily longed for a rest. She places her hand against my neck and caresses Sex Through the Eyes of a Pick up Artist my cheek with her thumb as I wrap my arm around her, placing my hand on the small of her back. I never called her, or anyone, baby before. “Hey Brian,” she said, smiling. I said yes whenever I can I do. I chased a sympathetic itch Makeup Artist crawling across my belly. No, but still, Black Artist there’s no way Ryan could ever fuck me like that.
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