Daughter Pays off Dad's Debt (Part one of two)Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Shoulder length dirty blond hair, pink pouty lips that fit symmetrically on her slight tanned Russian-ancestry face, and blue eyes that shined like diamonds. ”“...it's a 00 marker, sweetie.”“Jesus,” she muttered, her head exploding in fear for her dad. “I'll do it.”* * *Darnell, who was a delivery driver for the Brown Delivery Company, had been having a bad day. She had to go to her sister's this year, she said, with the new baby and the fact that her brother would be there, and... The big problem was that they hadn't known if Tom (Rachel's Dad) would be off at all over the Christmas Holiday.
Still listening to her father as he began to cry on the other end of the phone, she checked her backside out, her firm peach butt barely fitting into her waist high jean shorts. Last time, the guy, Richard, I think was his name, said that he wouldn't mind if I got shared with a few guys. First, his wife left him, having found the skinny white girl porn on his phone. Admiring the girl, he realized none had ever been this sexy. Luckily, at the last minute he traded schedules with another manager and was able to take his vacation.
after he's done fucking and cumming, she wakes up and says "oh daddy that was wonderful" he says "yea yea, i just have one question, who the hell is billy".... She couldn't believe he would pull this stunt again. ” she asked, more concerned with the safety of her father than with the task she was going to have to do. “Let's just be glad Antoine gave us the choice to do this again versus breaking my legs.” He tried to make the last part sound hopeful. ”“Well, he's not here,” she said, turning from him and shaking her ass playfully. “Here's fine.”“Okay,” she dropped to her knees in front of him. He grabbed the back of her head, briefly fucked her throat. The last vinegar stroke landed right into her pretty little ponytail. Mom finished her conversation and then started frantically calling airlines in a desperate attempt to prove her travel agent wrong.
Please if anyone knows the movie this is from I would be very greatful. Sasha looked at the body length mirror in front of her and admired herself. ”“He said the next guy to knock on your door will be the one to collect my payment. ”“Yes, daddy,” she said, smiling slightly, aroused at the idea of getting to blow a large black man. She gagged on his cock, her eyes going back into her head. By the time Rachel's Dad walked in the door her mother was near tears.
Turning back around, she mindlessly fixed the fit of her bra on her c-cup breasts. Then, his boss, finding out he had been drinking on lunch breaks, said that he had one more strike until he was on his ass. Sasha examined his clothes and the box in his hands. But how were they supposed to make the 600 mile trip? Tom said with determination that they were going no matter what it took, and they started packing everything they needed into the little Grand Am.
Off they drove again, the highway lights barely penetrating the darkly tinted back windows. The other twin, Steven, had slept soundly through the whole ordeal, and would probably sleep for the entire 12 hour trip. Rachel's mom concentrated on the heavily packed roads as she weaved from lane to lane, trying to make time.She fell asleep like a caterpillar in a warm cocoon, swaying in her father's lap with the movements of the car.A few hours later consciousness slowly overtook her.Unmoving, her eyes still closed, her head still back, her mind began to realize she was awake.First she heard the steady thump of the tires as they hit each section of the concrete road, then she smelled the warm heated air in the car, then she felt her father's hot breath on her bare neck.