“I was thinking about Stefan. He has screenshots of all the dirty things I did today,” I explained.I was thinking about a lot of things and hangin... by my tits made it hard to concentrate on any one of them.“So?” Betty seemed confused that I cared about the screen shots my husband had.“I told him I could divorce him for cheating on me with you and take everything he has. I don’t have much leg to stand on if he shows those pictures to the judge,” I explained. I am someone who over-analyzed things. ” “Yes” Daddy’s cock is nice and hard now and I slap it up against my arm just to remind him who’s in control. “I don’t want you to cum yet but keep this thick cock nice long and hard, I can feel it weeping on my arm daddy it’ll help lubricate my hand as it drips down. Now why don’t you lean forward and you give your daughter a proper kiss and put your hands on my hips and hold on to me.” Daddy does as he’s told he reach’s out takes hold of my hips and gently squeezes them, our lips meet and. He had won the right to play on the varsity basketball team, but the damn coach wouldn't let him play on the varsity team because he didn't have the seventy dollars it took to purchase the stupid special Converse basketball shoes the team had to wear. All he had were the standard black Converse basketball shoes so the coach put him on the third string.We were pissed off at the coach and the school so one night Jim and I broke into the school gymnasium (hell, it wasn't hard) since we just left a. “Yeah. She’s already gone. Want some breakfast?”“Just toast. What are you doing today?”“Nothing,” I said. “Just being lazy.”“Want to spend some time with me later?” she asked.“Of course,” I said. “What do you have in mind?”“I’ll tell you later,” she said. “I have some stuff to do, first.”“Okay. I’m just going to read or play computer games. Yell at me when you’re ready.”“Okay,” she said. She got her toast and left.I realized she had a lot of tight ass packed into those panties as she walked.