I hear Kim coming down the stairs with her baby; she gets a glass of orange juice, comes and sits in the room where I’m sitting. Just so you h...ve this mental image, this room has large bay windows on three sides, I live on a gentlemen’s farm out in the country and I can see for miles and miles. That morning the sun is up, just above the horizon, and there is a yellow-orange glow in the room. Even when I’m on my own, I really enjoy this room, my favorite. So Kim comes to the room and before. He said that his wife was just ordinary and could not believe that some guys actually prefer old fat ladies. I told him that there were and I would call round the following evening.Their home was on a council estate and looked ok. Harold answered the door and led me through to the lounge and introduced me to his wife. As he said , Joyce was no stunner neither ugly – just average.Over a cup of tea, I tried to put them at ease and after about half an hour they began to show more interest in the. ” She again giggled and continued her cooking. I made some space on her kitchen slab and climbed on top of it. I could see her cooking and enjoying herself. I opened the chocolates and brought it near her mouth – so as to feed it to her. Just when she was about to eat it, I pulled it back and ate it myself. She hit my thighs and was almost blushing. I did this again and this time, she pinched my upper thighs really hard. Man that was more pleasure than plan.I did the same trick again and this. "Daddy, I'm more sure than ever!" Amy cried with ecstasy as her cunt was swamped. "Nobody will ever be able to fuck me the way you can. Not- -" She was ready to name names. But her father stopped her. "No!" Vic Winslow said. "I don't want to know about the others. If I can't have you all to myself, then I'm gone again. Forget about them or this is the last time you'll ever see me. Only time I'll ever fuck you." "But, Daddy, I couldn't stand to lose you." "Then choose--me or them. That's the way.