I could not even get my mind straight and off of her and what we did together. I had no panties to wear and I just threw the ones I liked and was goin... to buy in the chair with the dirty ones and got out of there and from out of Macys in a daze. I made it to my car, but now felt weak. It was just a short trip home but I didn’t have any trouble because of how I felt. Coming in I needed to pee so bad and as I did and it was like letting out the remaining strength I had into me, because I felt so. "Dear, you need to get out more," she remarked. "Being cooped up in that dark old workshop isn't good for you." Yeah, daddy, you need to spend more time with us."I raised my eyes and looked at my daughter. There was nothing on her face to suggest that there was a problem. I glanced quickly at my wife, who was busy buttering a roll and saw nothing unpleasant in her expression. In fact, everything was normal – all systems go. I can't explain the overwhelming sense of relief that flooded through. I told her my family was very nice and they would understand her situation. So we then started to prepare dinner. I quickly found out that Mary was very good at cooking and we decided to have a little fun. I put on some tunes and to my surprise she started singing along. This was exciting because she had the same taste in music as I did. We were making salad, chicken, rice, pasta, and some other stuff just for the fun of it. Mary had her hair tied in a ponytail and was wearing an apron. She had. Grabbing hold of her new friends short, erect name, she gently tugged on it. Trusting the busty blonde implicitly, the zebra followed her. In fact, he trusted her so much the teen was soon able to release his mane. Somehow aware that he would not regret following the busty nymphomaniac, he stuck to her like glue as she made her way back through the small forest. In fact, he even helped her cross the small river by letting her mount him, but that could just have been because he got the feeling.