It was only when my insomnia started causing me to miss work that my 13-year-old daughter Ashley, God Bless Her, intervened.It was a Sunday night (or ...onday morning, if you want to look at it that way), shortly after midnight. I was tossing and turning, my cock like a rock, when my young Goddess stepped into my bedroom. Fuck, she was gorgeous! She had obviously gotten her looks from her mother: Wavy, shoulder-length black hair contrasted with soft, alabaster skin and big blue eyes. 36C breasts. . we went to a motel..."WHACK!After that, she confessed in a steady stream, naming the motel, recounting the events in vulgar detail as I spanked her ass mercilessly. In the end, she was blubbering about how she liked having me finger her let me finger her pussy and doing all sorts of filthy things with him.When she finished, I gave her ten more wallops, each one a little lighter than the one before. I rested my hands on her ass, and began slowly rubbing and massaging it, soothing the burn I. Like so many times before, he opened the door to find a pretty young woman standing before him. She wore a simple short yellow skirt. Her breasts were small, barely pushing out the top, her hair pulled back into dual pony tails which were braided together. He greeted her and she stepped inside, sat her purse on a chair and faced him with a smile. She eyed the money on the dresser and asked, "so ... what are you wanting tonight?" Nothing too stressful. Just a bit of company here on the bed.. The day of the wedding was even more stressful and chaotic than I could have ever imagined. It started with a fight with Ibarra and Lilja about my dress and Lara's dress, which I won. Then it was a fight with the bathing. Why they want me to shave my sex I'll never understand as I insisted on keeping my pubic hair. 'I must remember to ask Oliver about this, or perhaps Helena one day.' Once I was dressed, I let them apply my make-up, then I had them apply Lara's make-up. Soon, we are dressed,.