.. the Lady died." I am-"He cut me off. "Don't say you're sorry." His tone was clipped, his voice louder than I expected, and at my flinch, he struggl...d to control himself again. When he spoke next, it was quiet, subdued. "You did as she asked. I do not blame you for it, though for some of us, it was not the freedom we had expected." Please, Stormwalker-" Wulf." Wulf?" I blinked, confused."I needed a first name. One that people could use. I chose Wulf. Short for Mornwulf Stormwalker. I liked. Then she told me it was time for me to return the favor. She took off her own skirt and underwear and sat on the desk. She told me to come to her. I did, and she lowered my head in between her legs. He pussy had a smell I could never forget, and probably wouldn’t want to. I didn’t know it smelled like that. And the smell was getting to me; I could barely breathe down there. Before I could come up for air, she had pushed my face into her wet pussy. She started giving me orders. She. He knew that what he was thinking was totally wrong, as was his ogling of his daughter's exciting young body. He wanted desperately to tell his wife what was happening to him: that he was actually lusting for his own daughter! He thought that maybe if he told Linda that she might have an answer. But he was afraid that she might overreact and walk out on him.Yet he couldn't control himself. He would find a spot in the room where he could get a view of Carrie without his wife Linda realizing what. She kissed him. She nibbled on his pouting lower lip and sucked. Sticking out her tongue. He tasted of beer. She kissed him on the mouth and cheek. She had to stand on her toes, her body leaning into his, she tried to nibble on his earlobe. Then she opened the car and pushed him into the back seat. Crawling on top of him. Knees on either side of his body, one stuck between his ribs and the back, the other one balancing on the edge of the seat. She was riding him. She felt a bulge growing.