Only in like a sexy way. The way she would look at Daddy. I knew they had sex. Lots of sex.Mommy wasn’t like my friends’ mothers. They all seemed ...iserable. They didn’t have lots of sex with their husbands. No wonder they were getting divorced. Not my mommy. She loved sex with Daddy.So I should love sex with Daddy.“Are we going to have sex, Daddy?” I asked him as I sat up and then quivered on the couch.“Do you want to have sex with me?”I nodded my head, my pigtails dancing. “Very much. You’re. “Yes please” she replied. Please, I ask you a woman who says please to cock up her! I positioned myself behind her, cock in hand and slid effortlessly into this woman, whom I have fantasised about fucking for years. She got long slow strokes, I was determined to make the most of this situation. I continued my long slow strokes, enjoying her humming in appreciation to my technique. I reached under her with my left hand and located her clit and began to rub in time to my thrusts. I then smacked. It purely wasn’t typical of the enemy in the manner of taking care of the dead. Most of the front line units had lots of darkies to do the shoveling to bury the unfortunate dead and horses were generally cut up and cast into the forest to let the scavengers eat their fill. The smell alone was enough to make most men with common sense detour around those sites to preserve their sense of smell.The bodies we came across were mostly skinny to an absolute caution and I came to the conclusion that. It had gone on longenough.He turned the page in the copy of Cosmo Layla had given him while sheworked on his hair. The girl in the ad was wearing a stunning blackdress and Jon wondered if it zipped up in back and how it'd feel..."What's got you all dressed up?" Layla asked."Oh, just meeting a couple of my friends for lunch." That sounds like fun, a couple girlfriends?" Yes," Jon replied. "We're just catching up." I'm sure you ladies will have a good time. Now for your hair I'm goingto show you.