♪ I'm the one that got away ♪

The Inevitable Reunion Luciana was on the verge of a fit of madness. Since her father had left, she hadn't thought of anything but having him back. She hadn't eaten or slept right since Humberto had moved into an apartment borrowed by his friend and boss Rino, who, in turn, didn't reveal his location to anyone. She spent hours trying to get through to Humberto's cell phone, which simply wouldn't complete the calls, or if it did, it would immediately fall into the mailbox. She knew that he must still be upset about what had happened, but she also knew that he wanted her and that they could no longer be without each other. But desperation surrounded the body and soul of the girl who needed to get her man back. Not knowing what else to do, Luciana resorted to a risky and very dangerous plan. She sought out Murilo, the henchman of Goiás, Rino's opponent, and asked him to help her locate her father. The henchman, who had long coveted Luciana, agreed on the condition that she pay him. "I'll pay whatever you want!" said Luciana assertively, hopeful that that wretched fellow would get what she had so longed for. "It's not how much", he answered ironically, "it's how much!" "What do you want?" asked Luciana. - I want to fuck you, you little whore! - Murilo replied with a threatening tone - I want to eat you very tasty ... "It's all right", Luciana replied with a look of hatred. "When you give me the information I asked for"... - No, you whore! <unk> Murilo interrupted, raising his voice <unk> Pay first and take later, if you want ..., like fast food! -How so! <unk> exclaimed Luciana, seeing in the eyes of the subject that there would be no negotiation; she stared at the subject and with tears in her eyes agreed <unk> When ... -So you leave for later what you can do ..., now! <unk> he answered approaching even closer to Luciana. It didn't take long for her to realize that she had made a mistake, but on the other hand, she weighed up the counterpart, which, in her opinion, would be very worthwhile; seeing Humberto meant everything to her. Luciana looked at Murilo and, without hesitation, asked him, "Where?" They were on an avenue with a lot of traffic, where there were no places of easy access for what they were interested in; Murilo looked, thought and after a few minutes, ordered Luciana to climb on the back of his motorcycle; Luciana thought of the risks and the fear that this guy caused her, but still, she obeyed, and Murilo took off soon after. They rode for a few minutes, until they reached the destination; it was an abandoned gas station that also served as a deposit of "merchandise" of the gang of Goiás; Luciana got off the motorcycle, looked around and gently squeezed her bag making sure that her weapon was there. Murilo, came from behind and grabbed her by the waist, leading her into a building that seemed to be what was left of the administration of the post and that, by appearance, still retained some conservation. They went through what looked like a kind of captivity and then some rooms where they were storing products like smuggled cigarettes, stolen electronics and everything else. At the end of a long corridor, there was a door; Murilo anticipated Luciana, not without making sure that she was holding his hand, and extended the key to the door, tucking in the lock and turning the knob. Luciana entered and was surprised by what she saw: it was a well-kept environment, much like a small apartment, consisting of a bedroom, bathroom and kitchen. Everything was clean, and only the window was with the very darkened glass, preventing the entry of natural light. Murilo did not waste much time with unnecessary rattling; he pushed Luciana inside, closed the door, and put his roll out, ordering Luciana to suck it. The girl walked up to the subject, knelt down, and after groping the instrument for a few minutes, began to suck it with immeasurable violence; Murilo trembled and contorted himself with the skill shown by the girl in sucking it, and when he tried to stroke her hair, he saw that she was not so receptive, since she had taken a small bite on the boy's dick who, in return, grunted a complaint. Luciana sucked Murilo's roll until she was drooling and then ordered him to take off his clothes. In fact, Luciana was very horny and needed somehow to show off before she went crazy. As soon as Murilo was naked, she pushed him onto the bed and threw herself on him, looking with one of her hands for the hard roll and bringing it up to her flooded vagina so that the male could penetrate it immediately. Murilo had no control over the situation, for who was literally on top was Luciana, who was riding that male like one who rides a succulent animal, able only to satiate her momentary craving and still bring her memories of her pure-blood; but what she really wanted, what her body cried out was for the role of her father, Humberto ..., for an instant, she closed her eyes and kept imagining that, at that moment, he was there, possessing her with all his energy that seemed, at times, to be inexhaustible. Luciana mocked, more than once; however, in order not to arouse Murilo's pride, she limited herself to restraining her moans and savoring the pleasure in silence. She rode that meddling male as if she had absolute control over him ..., she had him in her hands ..., or rather, in the sketch! Suddenly, Murilo began to moan and grunt like an animal, denouncing that his joy was imminent. Luciana intensified the pelvic movements, provoking the subject and causing him to contract violently, then to mock like a madman. However, before that happened, Luciana stood up, holding the roll in her hands and directing a jet into the belly of Murilo who was stunned. "And then", said Luciana, getting up as she searched for something in her purse to clean herself of the filth of that despicable being. "Will you tell me where my father is?" Murilo jumped up and grabbed his partner by the arm, pulling her violently. - And who said I'm going to tell you anything <unk> the voice sounded provocative and ironic. Luciana was prepared for the bastard's falcatrua; she turned her body around him, and getting rid of the clamp, she turned again, striking him violently in the lower abdomen. Murilo gave a hoarse cry and fell to his knees. Luciana took his bag, pulled out his gun and before his opponent could recover from the blow suffered, struck his tempora with the crown of the pistol, causing him to be permanently on the ground. Luciana then stepped firmly on Murilo's throat, pointing her gun directly at his face. The subject's expression was one of sheer panic, for he was at the mercy of the girl he had just climbed with. -Either you tell me what I want to know <unk> threatened Luciana with aggressive voice and wounded look <unk> Or I'll just get out of here alive ...; Murilo was disoriented, dizzy because of the blows he had suffered, but he knew that she was not for jokes, especially with a gun in his hand. -He ..., he <unk> started babbling the subject with blood fillets flowing from his temple and nose <unk> He is living in the house of Ivone ... Luciana smiled feeling compensated for the effort. She was sure that Murilo knew where his father was, because since the event at the academy, the subject had not taken off from both of them, keeping a bell so poor that even a blind man would notice. And thus his plan had worked. Humberto was in Ivone's house; Ivone was a transsexual who owed many favors to Humberto and who for a while had also worked for Rino. Luciana put her hand in her purse, took out a pair of handcuffs, threw them in Murilo's direction, with the phrase "you know what to do". With Murilo imprisoned, Luciana dressed and left the room disguised with only one goal in mind: to meet with Humberto. A few hours later, Luciana got out of a taxi in front of Ivone's stronghold. It was an old house, located in a historic district of the city, with a population composed mainly of elderly people. Luciana remembered Ivone, a beautiful brunette of sculptural body that only the closest acquaintances could be identified with the term <unk>transsexual<unk>; Ivone was much more than a word, she was a woman in essence and, at the same time, a person capable of facing anything to defend herself. Luciana leaned against the old iron gate and rang the bell. Too many minutes passed before someone came to help her. It was a girl, very young and with a mysterious expression on her face. She approached the gate and asked what the visitor wanted. - I want to see my father - said Luciana assertively - and tell him that I'm not leaving here until he meets me. The girl rehearsed a ready answer, but the appearance of Humberto on the doorstep made her fall silent. The eyes of father and daughter crossed and the atmosphere became strange, but not tense. Humberto invited her in and Luciana immediately accepted. In the room they were alone. Humberto sat in an armchair and Luciana on the sofa next to him. A heavy, sullen silence filled the room while the two just looked at each other. And it was Luciana who decided to break that silence. "Come back to me!" she said, almost begging. "Please, Daddy, come back. I can't live without you". Suddenly, the words disappeared from the throat of the young woman who couldn't control the crying and the tears that rolled down her face. Humberto tried to resist, tried to look strong, but he knew very well that this was no longer possible. He got up from the chair and sat down next to his daughter. The two embraced passionately and then kissed passionately. - Forgive me, father ... - Luciana said between kisses - Forgive me ... "There's nothing to forgive", replied Humberto as he looked at his daughter. "One day you yourself said you were my wife, didn't you?" - Yes, I said it, she said it. "Because you are and always will be!" said Humberto. The two smiled and kissed again and again, until they were interrupted by the arrival of Ivone who brought in her hands a tray with a pot of coffee and cups. She sat down next to Luciana and hugged her. "You were made for each other", said the transsexual with a huge smile on her fleshy lips. Luciana intended to thank Ivone, but Humberto's hands pulled her out of the sofa. "Now, come", he said with a hidden desire in his voice, "come here with me". Humberto took Luciana upstairs while she looked at Ivone smiling maliciously. In the bedroom, Humberto did not restrain himself and undressed his daughter as fast as he could. He kissed and sucked her nipples, stroked her vagina and played with her clitoris, leaving Luciana in a state of ecstasy. He took her in his arms and placed her on the bed. Then Humberto undressed himself, displaying all his powerful and throbbing virility. He climbed over his daughter and penetrated her with a single movement. Luciana groaned loudly, while his arms enveloped the father who was giggling inside her, going in and out of his dilated vagina and licking with excitement. Humberto was delighted to fuck his daughter and did it with a renewed, almost youthful vigor, a fact ascertained by Luciana who was loving to be owned by her father and lover. -Oh, Daddy, she moaned, how handsome you are, my man, my man! Humberto said nothing, just acted, fucking his daughter's sketch with vigorous movements and whose potency drove her mad; Luciana did not take long to reach orgasm and as soon as he exploded in her body, her nails buried themselves in the stiff skin of her father's back. Both moaned and gasped as they persisted in the best fuck of all time. Luciana was rewarded with a sequence of orgasms, whose intensity arose in a crescent that drove her mad, filling the air with moans, screams, interrupted breaths and words loaded with desire and desire. The hours passed and Humberto's hard-on was unstoppable; he looked like a confined stallion, ready to vent all the sexual energy repressed by the absence of the woman in his life; the woman who made him feel manly, the woman who had made him the reason for his life. He whispered helplessly I think Daddy needs to enjoy... - Come to mock, my horny! <unk> asked Luciana <unk> Come to mock my ass that he needs you! Luciana pushed her father and turned over on the bed, standing on all fours and offering her father the prize he more than deserved. Humberto firmly held his daughter's buttocks and without wasting any time, buried his roll inside her anus. It was something fantastic! Luciana groaned with pleasure as she felt filled by her father's hard roll in her lap, and at the same time, Humberto jerked the body, sinking the roll further into her daughter's insides and screaming in excitement as he felt the waves of sperm being thrown inside her. At the end, both of them tasted waves of pleasure coursing through their sweaty bodies, tired but full of pleasure; a pleasure that could not be described with words and that brought with it an irrefutable realization: Humberto and Luciana were made for each other and nothing, no one, could interfere in this destiny that had been sealed that afternoon. In the evening, Luciana, Humberto and Ivone enjoyed a delicious dinner of Japanese dishes. Luciana handled the hashis with extreme skill, serving pieces of raw salmon directly into her father's mouth. They laughed, had fun and enjoyed the evening. Already at the gate, Humberto thanked Ivone's lair and kissed her on the face. Ivone thanked him for his trust, and then embraced Luciana, kissing her on the lips. - Take good care of your man, you see, miss! <unk> She warned <unk> Don't let anyone mess with you ..., and if you need, I'll always be here, you hear? Luciana wept as she thanked Ivone and the couple left. Inside Humberto's car, they drove home. Before going to sleep, Humberto told Luciana that they needed to move from there, as that place held many memories, both good and bad. Luciana agreed and kissed her father, as she rubbed her naked body on his, feeling an erection that promised a night full of boner and pleasure ... (end of the third part)