How would Sasha react? Excitement battled with trepidation. It really could go either way. Flipping channels I found The Rundown and relaxed.A slammin... front door woke me up."Dad? Dad! Where are you?" my overly loud daughter called out.Was it three-thirty already? Maybe alcohol and pills really didn't play well together. "Over here," I waved."What's wrong?" Sasha asked, dumping her backpack on the floor by the door and shrugging out of her jacket. "What's the surprise?" Come here and sit," I. I would have to keep an eye on them to ensure he didn’t grope my girl. I felt uncomfortable, thinking Lindy should be sat next to me, not him.“What do you think of Susan?” Herman asked.The question surprised me. I looked again at the child: she seemed a perfectly normal two year old. She had inherited Pauline’s hair and eyes ... nothing remarkable – and so I told him.He shook his head, smiling apologetically. “No, I mean, are you looking forward to having one of your own?”I looked hard at. ’ He poured himself a drink, an amber liquid inferno in a hazy glass. He downed it and winced as fire burned down his gullet. He poured a second and carried this to the room where Julie sat on the couch waiting for him, looking every bit the queen perched on her throne. He plopped himself down in a shabby recliner. The fabric at key points had long since worn out and tufts of soiled stuffing puffed out like dirty clouds curious about the goings on in room but not enough to actually venture. Mandi starts to unzip Julias' pants and then she unbuckles his belt and flings it across the room.Julias' eyes don't leave Mandi’s face.Mandi reaches her small hand into Julias' pants and pulls out Julias' massive, still-slightly-flaccid dick. She looks Julias' dick over for a minute, her eyes just getting wider and wider. The smile on her face opened wider than her mouth though, whenever she slid the hot, floppy cock over her lipsThe two giant glass doorstop the patio being open didn't do.