In the kitchen the tenant sat smoking marijuana and drinking beer, keeping a close eye on the kitchen clock. A dollar a minute counts up - fast! Damn!...Roger had thought at the time, I'm going through hell trying to collect the rent, and these bastards make twice that much in one night. Why not cash in on a piece of the action? he'd asked himself numerous times.Hell, at that rate he could quit driving a cab and stay at home to make money. Legitimate money took time, especially with taxes and. ..i met her daughter 5 years ago and got married 3 years ago. the whole family got along fine with me. we went on trips and did a lot of stuff as a family. until a year and a half ago her daughter cheated on me with one of her co workers. her mother (widowed) was ebarrassed at the fact that her daughter cheated on me, and also stated "i didn't raise no daughter to be a slut". she told me i was her best son in law and i didn't deserved to be cheated on. so months later her daughter and i got. It was like a sexual work of art. ?Look at that clock. It is only a quarter to five. I sometimes astound myself. Oh no, this suitcase might not fit in the trunk like before.? She fiddled with it and forced it in. It was now tightly pressed in front of Claudia’s thighs. That may work out fine. You can even hump your little pussy against the handle of the suitcase when you get horny. It is right up against your crotch, wasn’t that nice of me?? ?Emmm?eh?errrmph.? It was all Ms.. Hooking my hands under her armpits, I lifted her to her feet as I stood. I turned and pushed her down into the chair. Suddenly her demeanor changed. "No!" she said.I wasn't going to be denied, though. I dropped to my knees in front of her. "I want to return the favor," I said, smiling."Please, no, you don't have to do that, Daddy," she said, pushing my hands away as I reached for the hem of her shirt."I want to, Brenda," I said. "I want to make you cum."Her resistance weakened. "I.