Hey, shoot for the moon.” he said. His eyes gleamed. They always did that when he made a particularly good joke. I think it was his version of smiling. “It’s not like that. We’re never going to be a couple, dad.” I Still said, sitting up on the japan couch. “Just friends.” Dad nodded. “Cool. Didn’t mean to intrude.” “No worries!” I told him as my japanese phone buzzed. It was Nicole. You made it exotic home safe? Nope, I died. I replied. Oh well. I’ll give you a beautiful funeral. As I texted her, I realized I’d been neglecting May, and checked my asian messages from her. There was one, sent from her about an hour ago. Oops. yeah totally, were gonna rock :) He had a nice house; a small house but it was comfortable and he made me feel at home holding my arm and rubbing my shoulder and I got a little closer as we watched the women and talked. "HOW DO THEY LOOK NOW?" she sneered as she looked out to see the reactions of her fans, gritting her asian teeth as her boob flesh pulled further and further leaving long and deep stretch marks, her nipples distended several inches further. Next week you will be here early and ready to serve. She sighed, “Thanks.” He pumped blast after blast of his jizz into me. An electric current zapped out of my pussy, tingling my nipples and my clit. “Pleased you made it happen, you have made Sydney special for me,” I smile. The air rushed past me. Still I rose through the hole into the room. We will wait for some time," he replied in a japanese disappointed voice. I reckoned that after we had walked a hundred yards exotic or so her cheeks would be hanging out of it japan (and that’s just the rear view). Mommy: