Unable to hold back any longer, my cock throbbing beyond belief, I plowed deep into her one final time as I shot my load into her depths. Breathing he...vily, her head fell back onto the table, as she let go and let her plateauing orgasm consume her. Through an overexcited slur of a breath, she started to beg, “Pl-pleeease! Again! U-use me!” As those words rang through my ears, my cock quickly stiffened back up once again, ready for more. Pulling my cum infested cock out of her snatch, I tossed. My 15-year-old daughter. Probably sitting at home with Oliver watching teatime TV and dreaming up more romantic advice for me to follow blindly. My 15-year-old daughter? I’m coming home fantasizing about her? My heart murmured in condemnation and my wife stared at me disapprovingly and I stared back and Emily stared at me enticingly.* * *Looking in the bathroom mirror later that evening, my face became transparent, obscured by feeling and fantasy. Instead of my own reflection, I. I missed you,” she finally said.“I didn’t know what to do. This guy scares me.”“Well, he doesn’t scare me. He will need to go through me to get to you.”I eventually met her sister, once we entered the house to talk. I learned that the guy had been very nice at first. In fact, he seemed to have a way of convincing everyone that he was one of the nicest guys you would ever meet. But after a few dates, he had become very possessive. He would fly into a rage if anyone ever looked at her.On one. Even in the darkened theatre, his erection inside his pants, was clearly seen. After a few seconds, he leaned toward Tina and I moved a little closer. He spoke, and not in a low tone as I clearly heard him."You like watching fuck movies, missy?" he asked. I thought she would surely react to his statement."This is my first time at something like this," she answered, the smile never faded. He then looked at me."Whose that dude there?" he asked. "A friend of mine," she answered. He turned his.