That would also be a one-person project.“Hey, Sis – I was thinking earlier that there should be a microwave and maybe one of those small refrigera...ors back here somewhere. I just thought; maybe also a coffee maker. Dad would love that, want to go in halves on that?”“Uh, no – I want to get you a couple presents with the money I’ve got,” she said.“Hey there, I thought we were each other’s Christmas Present?” I said, perking her up.“I know, but I still want to get you something from just me, OK?”. He didn't realize how dead serious I was. When he moved my foot, his eyes wandered up my leg. My boxers were kind of loose in the legs, and he could see one lip of my pussy.About two in the morning, Maggie started whining, and I heard shouting coming from Matt's room. He was thrashing around in his bed, sound asleep, hollering "No, no, God, get him off me. So much blood, so much blood." He was having a flashback dream about his time in Afghanistan.I lay down on the bed beside him and cradled. I was in a business that required me to travel extensively to South America, Asia and Europe. Once, I made a trip to Hong Kong, or so I told her. In reality, I just disappeared for ten days. When I got back she pumped me for information, where did I go, where did I stay, what business did I conduct. I gave her just enough answers to whet her curiosity. Then one day she said she had someone she wanted me to meet. We drove to a large home surrounded by a concrete block wall in Harbor Beach. I. Lauren lay back on the bed, her legs hanging over the edge, begging her father to hurry as he positioned himself between her legs. This time he didn’t hesitate, plunging his cock to the hilt in her pussy, then back out rapidly, fucking her hard and fast. Lauren was quick to pick up the rhythm, and the two of them fucked fast and furiously for several minutes. Lauren was cumming again, rapidly building to a peak, when her father again leaned into her, shoving his cock deep into her pussy as his.