Amanda strains her neck watching her parents closely. She slowly pulls away as the cock slowly slips out of her, then finally is comes all the way fre... and it smacks back against his thigh with a thwack! Mom opens one eyes to look at her husband as Amanda ducks under the bed directly after she heard the noise. She notices her husband is up and she smiles."What you doing up?" she mumbles trying to snap awake."Just trying to relieve a little stress."She smiles at him."I know how I can help you. I settled into the padded luxury of the chair and savored the flavor of the Cavendish. Gabriel began chatting merrily about the Northwest Smoked Salmon from Harry and David, and I nodded at the appropriate times.As Gabriel talked, I gazed out the window; the weather had turned decidedly ugly by the time I was halfway through my first glass of Scotch. Dark, wind-whipped clouds had moved in, and the forecast called for scattered snow showers before midnight. So I wasn't surprised that the bar was. “So you’ve had my daughter, how about having her dad?”“Oh yes please, I want you so bad”“Have you discussed what might happen today with Millie?”“Yes we have talked about it - she said you would probably try and fuck me.”“She knows me too well then,” I said looking at Silke who laughed.“How did you feel about that?”“It made me wet and excited but thought it might be a joke.”“So are you going to report back to Millie later?”“Yes she wants to know all the details.”“Including if her dad fucks. He shut the door and stood with his back to it.“What’s the matter?” Mrs. Wallerman asked. She started walking toward him.Steele held up his hand. “Stop!”Mrs. Wallerman not only stopped, she took a step backward. “What’s the matter?”“Jake is, um. Something got to him.”“What do you mean?”“Looks like something ate him.”“He’s gone?”Steele looked from Mrs. Wallerman to Tilda and back. “Not all of him. But a lot of him is missing.”“Serves him right,” Mrs. Wallerman said. “We have wild hogs around.