She thought that Rory must have the patience of a saint, as he let Rebeca add the ingredients, then stir the pancake mix. Pancakes, sausage, and juice...were the menu items for the morning. He wouldn’t let her do anything unsafe, but Sara could see there was a bond building between them. In direct contrast, her ex had no relationship with his daughter. He even denied that she was his child and treated her badly. Seeing this man react with her daughter melted Sara’s heart. She had wanted so badly. I was not thinking of putting on a good show for paying subscribers! As high as she already was on the endorphins of sex, it should not of surprise me that already the action of my balls slapping her clit as I bottomed out on every thrust triggered a racking orgasm. Her body convulsed a beautifully as she shuddered in the waves of pleasure rippling through her body. I heard a couple of toes cracked as she curled them in her joy! And just that quickly I began the climax as well, but I stayed. The scent of herbs and roast chicken suffused the room as I set the casserole down. The wine was perfect, the air thick with sexual tension. And then another guest arrived. The 'Kevin' Christy knew had excused himself to visit the men's room and the other Kevin, thought it timely to arrive fashionably late, though not fashionably dressed. He was buck naked."I'm ready for my massage." I declared. Christy was at a loss for words. She surveyed me with a mixture of shock and amusement. I walked. “No, I think I’d prefer to take you inside.” I said putting a slight emphasis on the word ‘take’. I slipped my arm off Kara’s shoulder and gave her a very light pat on her rounded ass to usher her inside the door.Kara took a few startled steps forward, before turning around to face me. Her eyes were alight with shock and laughter. My daughter grinned at me and put her hands on her hips.“Watch where you put your hands!” She laughed.I was loving this - I hadn’t specifically influenced her towards.