}In the distance, she spots the figure she's been watching for. His clothes, the way he walks, the overnight bag swinging at his side, everything is a...hingly familiar. It is her father, and yet she knows it cannot be.{Elena, this is crazy, you can't... }She spreads her arms, and begins running towards the apparition of her father. The tears falling from her eyes are real, but have nothing whatsoever to do with the joyful reunion she is faking. Their source is a burning rage, an overwhelming. He had thoroughly enjoyed all of it and even Bethany's hot arrogant bitchiness added a note of sexual intensity to their fuck sessions that would not have been there otherwise. Philip actually laughed out loud as he replayed in his head how Bethany tried to show him she was the boss but he kept coming back to the fact that Bethany was knocked up with a baby and that baby had been conceived with him fucking her pussy multiple times. Yeah, she could think she was in control if that made her feel. I was getting tempted to listen that , I started to press her nipple above the t-shirt, I think she was happy, finally I kept hand in side if t-shirts and start to unhook the bra, but I was unable to unhook that because it was a sports type bra, where no hooks to unhook that. She smiled at me at that time. I took her inside of that home where no one see us, then I again started pressing her boobs and this time I took off her t-shirt now she was only in her bra I lift the bra and I was surprised. In the evening when I am asleep you will find my shoes in front of the door. You clean them also and I want them shining the next morning. Understood? For example this slut has been dripping on my pumps. You see? Lick it clean” and I start licking the sweat of my wife from the pumps of our Mistress. Then with a kick she shoves me a way. “We will go shopping later, but first I want you to clean the bathroom. When the doorbell rings, answer it and bring that person to me immediately. Now go!”. In.