“What the hell was that?” I asked, concerned that it might be a car door slamming in her garage. “It’s probably just the washer,” she said,...out of breath, “I threw a load of my husband’s work clothes in the wash just before you came in and the stupid washer is off balance. It should stop in a few minutes.” Her hands clawed eagerly at my ears but I broke away and headed toward the laundry room, right off the garage to her apartment. As I stood there trying to decide whether to turn it off or. He looked a little worried. Honey, are you sure you want to do this? I mean a little fun is a little fun, but are you positive you want us to fuck? Oh dad, I know I want you inside me. I cant think of any better way for us to spend Christmas Eve, than with your cock deep inside my wet cunt. I was purposefully talking so dirty hoping to get him to banish any fears. Too horny to think about anything besides fucking his daughter, here in his truck with the snow coming down outside. He pushed his. How would you feel about sharing Alan with me? I mean sharing him in sexual ways as well as in father and husband ways."Of course, this would all have to be kept strictly within the three of us–no one could ever know we are doing this. But I think if we all felt like we could 'bring this to the next level' as they are so fond of saying these days, it might be just what this family needs to reunite," Martha said."You mean you'd be okay with Dad and me...?" Heather said."Not just you and your. She beamed at him when she sat them on the dresser and opened her arms to him.Never again, she swore to herself. I will never hurt this wonderful man again!It was almost noon by the time Hailey and Phil emerged from the shower. Hailey practically glowed as she met the looks of the trio in the living room. Molly gave Phil a smirk and Tiffany blushed. She had seen the look on Hailey’s face too many times in the past few months not to know what it meant.“Morning,” Phil said as he pulled the orange.