You love mom. I know you do. You could never divorce her. Please call me." The next call was from Jodie, my youngest daughter. "Daddy, Tricia called m... and told me that you left mom. I called mom. She's distraught. I think she's having a nervous breakdown. Please call us. You have to talk to mom. You have to try to work this out." The last call was again from Jeanne. It was another plea for me to call her. I set my cell phone down. I knew that I had to call my daughters, but I wasn't certain. Every room had a TV, I can only assume they can get al those channels like I just did. I saw that every room also had two safes. I guess that they where there so the men had a safe place for their money. I loaded the laundry, and started Supper. I had the frozen casserole all done, vegetables and bread ready. At 5:30 they all walked in. I for the first time looked at all the men. I was looking to see if I could see any face here that was on the TV that afternoon. I did not see one. Supper. He once again complimented me saying that I was very pretty. I was wearing tight low jeans and tshirt with no bra, my nipple were easily seen through the shirt. Under those tight pants, NO PANTIES.On the drive, he asked again if the stories I told him were true. I insisted on YES, and that i enjoyed all of them. He said he never imagined that I was already doing such things for being so young.In between out talk, he pulled out his limp penis and gently guided my head for me to blow him. I. With her help I inserted it inside her. I knew this wasn't going to be a one-night thing again. As long as she lived here and I was able, we were going to fuck. But this time I was going to make love to her.As we kissed I slowly pulled and pushed my cock in her cunt. I used my hands to squeeze her tits and was rewarded with a moan in my mouth. We were just in our own little world, my Pumpkin and I. Our thrusts met each other and we moved as one. Her hands squeezed my ass and drove it further.