“Do you have an old torture-device down in your basement?”“Maybe,” Vayne said with a laugh. “But I have my own methods. This is my house aft...r all. Either way, if you just can’t help yourself, there will be the annual tournament in the arena outside. We start in a few days and it’s basically a one-on-one. Nearly everything is allowed.”“Sounds good,” Sett grinned. “What do I win?”“Our gratitude,” Vayne answered and grinned too. “And the title of the champion of this year’s vacation-fights.. He doesn't know he has another daughter. You're Becky’s true daddy.”Both were silent."I kneel down in front of you!" I sensed that my mom was kneeling down in front of my father and she said, “Ken I agree to the quick divorce, I won’t fight against our prenup, you’ll get your company. I’m begging you not to tell Becky you aren't her daddy! I beg ... I beg you with all my heart!”“Don’t panic! I won’t tell Becky I’m not her biological father. I've thought about all my options. Ben will inherit. My hard little dick swung lewdly between my legs, drooling precum all over my thighs and the chair beneath me. Jimbo's heavy balls slapped my hairless sack over and over while we fucked. He'd started pulling me back, helping me ride his fat cock, and pushing with his hips to drive the head of his prick into my prostate. My asshole was stretched tightly around him, the tender walls of my rectum burning with the effort of taking a man's fuck pole deep into my body.And Heather watched us, playing. Rubbing her clit, Mary's fantasy was interrupted with a knock at the door. Mary quickly covered herself as her mother came in. I'm on my way to work, she said. Will you be alright. Yes, Mary said. I'll get something to eat in a few minutes. After spending most of the morning love making, they finally climbed out of bed. Standing in the kitchen they giggled at each others nudity. After eating they returned to Mary's bed.Finally dressing, Mary walked Ann home. Her mother was in the living room..