.. I want to see why you are so wet down there."No longer daring to resist she parts her thighs a fraction. Her face glows red with despair at her per...ersion, she wonders who is worse, him or indeed herself."Wider you silly girl!" he spits, jamming a large heavy hand inbetween her sweet moist thighs, levering them apart roughly."There, that's better. Hmm..." he murmers under his breath as he worms his thick fingers into the space at the top of her legs, grazing her buttocks as he does so. He. It was her favorite, baby - she couldn't get enough -Yes, Daddy, I know. You did it all the time. I saw you spurt your beautiful thick white cum on her, and I loved it. I've been masturbating, waiting for the day when I could take your cum for you. I know how much you need it. But, Daddy, I need it even more than you do. That's not possible, Mitch gasped, as he watched Jenny undo his zipper and tenderly bring the huge, stiff, weeping 11 inches of cockflesh into the air between them. I need to. Well I want you to increase your efforts ... I don't care! Either you complete it on time or I'll have to take steps." He hung up the phone before anything more could be said.Beacham was a problem, brilliant but still a problem. Well that would be something to work on later ... after the program was installed that was - it would also save a bit of money.Marcus then went through his list of companies that he controlled, only a quarter of them were necessary, the others he'd inherited from. So thats exactly what she did, dragging me along almost crying behind her she paused only for a second to knock on the door – unsurprisingly Dereks Dad answered the door and, seeing me cowering behind my mothers legs, invited us in. It was then, mid way between sitting and standing Dereks Mom walked through the kitchen door and started chatting to my Mom. I had no interest in the contents of the conversation so I took no notice of anything that was said, not until my name was mentioned… My.