More then angry i am shocked,i download the all scene and watch his penis on her tits with a growing excitement,Andrea would kill me is she find out i...got that video.In the evening i try to have sex with her but after harding up my cock with a few stroke, per usual she kiss me goodnight and go to sleep,she likes doing that,about twice a week,bring me close to cum and stop,leaving me full of desire with a hard dick,continuous denials,just two time a month she let me climax,i can't do anything. Many of them were dedicated in memory of someone, their family having paid a fee to have a small plaque affixed to the back of the benches.Looking at the name inscribed on this particular bench, I had to close my eyes a moment to press back the tears. A small hand slipped into mine."I miss her to, Daddy."I looked over at my daughter and managed to smile. "I know you do, darling. And she loved you SO much. More than you can imagine."The child who looked so much like her mother, nodded. "T" gave. Her voice was just as I had suspected. Her wit and quickness was all the more noticeable while talking in person. We were finally having normal conversations that weren’t slowed down my typing. It also made her all the more real. As time progressed we would talk about what it would be like if we met. Would it be awkward? Would this relationship, built upon computer chatting, be able to maintain normalcy? Was the connection built on a false foundation, given that it was hidden behind the false. Apparently, it didn't matter what the circumstances were, I was to blame for everything. This was beginning to be fun.Karl, Bradley, and Ray showed up shortly there after. I ordered the pizza and we settled in for a long evening.Richard Tolliver had disappeared and taken the last months deposits from the Super Lens Optical with him. It amounted to over sixty thousand dollars. Since he was the manager, not the owner, the money was not his to take. Karl felt fairly certain that Betsy was with.