That left only Kelly and our dad missing in action, and they showed up a few minutes later -- Dad carrying in Kelly, who was impaled on his dick and w...apped around him like a baby monkey."Morning, everybody!" Dad said as Kelly -- now minus all of her facial piercings -- held on. I noticed she was a true blonde again. They both paused to look at me."Thank you, son. I've got my daughter back," Dad said sincerely."Thanks for bringing me back, little brother," Kelly added, still hanging on. "You. "Ah, well, just take it in your mouth and see what happens," he said, thrusting his crotch out to his daughter.Diane crawled around so she was curled up between her dad's legs. Then she flicked the curtain of her blonde hair back over one shoulder, and took his sticky prick between her fingers. She rubbed it around a little bit, wiping off some of the come and goo. Then, glancing up at her father first, she bent her pretty face down and fucked the end of his soft prick in between her lips.Diane. But in any case, it doesn’t have to hold up for long. I have Anna climb on top of the uppermost chair, which brings her shoulders directly at the height of the beam. With a little climbing myself, I tie her outstretched arms to the wooden beam. To make sure that it’ll hold tight, I use a lot of rope and tie her in multiple places. When I’m done I tell my sister to lift her feet so that I can remove the chairs. She complies and is now suspended again, this time with the weight distributed along. She has no problem handling things back home when I'm gone, but I knew she hates being at home by herself too. I'm thankful that she's got friends and family that she can spend time with while we're apart. Such is the life of a trucker and a trucker's wife. After she and I get done with our Face Time chat, I go down to enjoy the hot tub at the hotel for a while, before hitting the sack. I was stopped in Tucson, Arizona for at least a day and a half yet. The next day after having breakfast, I.