D’Angelo at work. Is that true?”I am a terrible liar but did my best to say deny it.Dan – “I don’t know I have it on pretty good sources.”... Me – “You do? Who?”Dan – I saw you getting into Mr. D’Angelo’s car myself. What was that about?Me – “He wanted to give me advice about my career.”“I see, giving advice, I thought he was giving you something else” Dan said amusing.I couldn’t help but smirk.Dan – “Come on Kat, nothing happened?”Me – “Nope.” (a lie but you know that if you read my previous. Looking down at her I responded with a terrific blast of cum, as she had taken my cock and directed at my daughter. Her face, neck and chest was dripping and coated in my cum, and I moaned again as I saw my cum cover her amazing chest. "OH YES! YES!"It was a terrific climax, and I must have dumped a gallon of my jizz on my baby girl. My wife continued to aim my cock at our daughter's chest, and Kristen just stood there and took it all. Her erect nipples now shone with my cum, and my cock. Thinking about my wife, I mean, and the way we ... well, the way we started off together.We were maybe a little older than most who meet and then marry for the first time, both of us twenty-seven, differing in chronological age by only a matter of weeks. By then, statistics tell us, most of us have married at least once, and had at least one child; and right smart of that number have divorced, many of those having already entered into second marriages.Not so with us.I was in a long-term. It was a 30 inch long 2x2 board with a large screw eye in each end. I told her to reach down with her hands and grab her ankles. As she did that I tied her wrist to her ankle, then to the end of the spreader, then the same on the other side. As I stood back my heart skipped a beat. There was my prudish wife all bound and presented ass up for my pleasure. Her hands and legs were incapacitated, but her holes were open for business.Something was missing. I grabbed her shoulders and hauled her to.