..I don’t want you to leave me...please, please. Did you mean that you didn’t love me anymore? You can’t mean that, we’ve had suck a loving ...arriage, raising our children.”I gave her a hateful glare and said, “Right now, you don’t mean anything to me. I told you to explain why you cheated, it had better be the truth.”Joy began to cry harder and put her head in her hands on the table. She kept sobbing, “Oh, my God, Oh, my God, please love me again, I couldn’t stand it without your. "I want your baby again, Daddy, give me your seed and fill my pussy with your babymaking jism, sweetie," Pam said as the room was filled with the sound of her wet tight pussy sliding smoothly up and down over and over on her father's upright rigid dick."Pam, you only have to say the word, baby, and I'll fuck you whenever you want it," Philip said as he began to buck his ass up from the bed, driving his hard cock back up inside his daughter's pussy whenever she was fucking him in mid-stroke.. They had converted it themselves, a labour of love, hopefully for a family home though this was not to be, Gaye being barren, perhaps luckily as secretly she was not keen on k**s. The upshot was that Dave one night in bed presented her, as I said at her request, with a few options, well a long list actually; Wife swapping, or taking a third person to their bed, cuckoldry, joining a bdsm group, or getting a dog…a big dog…. being the ones, she whittled it down too. They tried swapping, but it. The linen sachet that the dark-haired woman had given her caught Cameron’s eye. She pulled out the pouch and noticed that it was decorated with an image of Bastet. Now curious, and thankful for the distraction, Cameron untied the strings holding the top closed, and opened it. “It can’t be,” Cameron whispered as she pulled out the object inside. She glanced at the altar and moved toward it without thought. Upon reaching the altar, she held the woman’s gift above it. The ivory pin on the bottom.