He heard her ask. Im going to get you some clothes, where else? He replied, as he turned back to the trail hed made. He heard her tinkling laughter on...e more. No your not Dean. Your going to stay and swim with me. She said with conviction. Dean sighed, already dreading the certainty of those words. No. He said, as he tried to leave again. Her footstep sounded behind him, telling him that she was walking in his direction. I can tell you three good reasons why thats a bad idea.. He continued,. 'that's it, baby, cum on daddy's cock' harder and harder he thrusted until finally i reached my orgasm, juicing on his erection. "Fuck, baby, yeah, that's it. Good girl" he soothed. "Now it's my turn" I knew my pussy was in for it now. Daddy mounted me from behind, putting his knees on the edge of the bed while my legs still hung over the side, the tops of my feet touching the floor. He reached for the tube of stuff he had taken from mom's nightstand and squirted the juicy stuff on my asshole.. He told me he loved me and he had missed me lastnight. I grinned at him.Breakfast was a strange affair. What is the etiquette for sitting down tobreakfast with your cuckold husband and your lover? Talk that had been soeasy the morning before was stilted and overly polite. When we hadfinished eating I left the boys together to talk but stayed close so thatI could intervene in the unlikely event of things getting out of hand.Rob had to leave that morning so after their chat he prepared to. I helped unshackle Sandra and we lay her on her back on the restraint table. Connie slowly peeled the wax from both of them, dropping the flakes into a jar for later re-melting uses. I helped them both to the shower in my bed room for a quick clean up. They were all smiles as we made our way back downstairs.Although it’s very short--this chapter helps connect the dots to much more intense sessions both I and all the girls have cumming.