The job posting was for a financial accounts assistant. He planned to train the candidate to manage all of his assets. He did not include in the post ...hat he wanted a surrogate daughter. Do you trust me, Daddy?" My brain struggled with the unexpected question. "Sure," I replied. "I need you to take off your shirt," she said with a smile. She walked over to the wardrobe, and removed some items that I did not see. I was struggling with her request. It was a bad idea. That route would only lead to. I get in to a nice slow rhythm, as I thrust in to you over and over, all the way in, almost all the way out. You do your best to move your ass back against me. You have no leverage so you stop moving and let me do all the work. I lean over you and start to slide my hands under your sweater, and grab your tits. I can't get much of a hold on them, but I can reach your nipples and try my best to flick them around. That feeling is returning to my balls and I can tell it's not going to be long now. I indicated slyly to Sam to allow Steve a good look, so he moved his head and continued licking me from the side. This enabled Steve to see me more closely. I started to feel a roiling in my tummy and knew that I would soon have an oral orgasm, that was always the way with Sam and myself. In all the years we had spent together, he made sure that I was satisfied first. Only then would he possess me and send his spunk into my womb. I cried out, “Sam, I. Breaking the kiss, Annie scooted back across the seat and opened her door. “Come on, hurry.” She said, scrambling out of the car and nearly running to the front door. After fumbling with the keys for a minute she got the key into the lock and pushed the door open. A moment later the door closed behind her and Art moved straight in behind her both hands slid under her sweater and kneaded her breasts. He pulled his hands up and her sweater moved up. Annie instinctively raised her arms so he.