"Why don't you go out and say hello to your father. We'll talk later."Priscilla felt choked. She nodded and went after her father on the back porch."P...issy!" Doug said, spotting his daughter emerging from the house.Priscilla went into his arms. "Daddy! Daddy!"After they hugged, Doug looked at his daughter at arm's length. "I can only stay a minute. Do you want to come home with me?" he asked.Priscilla wriggled out of his grasp. Her brown eyes darted from her father's face to Ben's, then back to. Tom could see his wife's face and she looked miserable."I just don't know what to say,"' Tom said.He stood up and walked to the window and he started to get really angry. He had been good to her. He had treated her decently. The sex was good. Why in the hell had she gone to other men to get satisfaction?"Bitch," he said suddenly. "You fucking bitch!"Jennifer started trying to get away as she saw the ugly expression on her husband's face. She'd never seen him like that. He wasn't supposed to get. You bark in response, feeling a hint of deep pride at being such a good little bitch, and you see Nathalia's eyes widen, also realising that she has gone out of character in her state of shock, making her cheecks redden a little more too. Damn, that girl is a hot little piece of ass you think, as you stop crawling, and turn around to await daddy's instructions, leaving place for Nathalia beside you, sitting on her heels, assuming the beging position beside you, tongue out, breathing like an. You both are having a great time removing your cloths, laughing & kissing & playing around. As I stand in front of my window watching you, my heart is pounding. I can feel my pulse beating in my neck. I see that Mary is facing the window. It’s time to start. I turn on the overhead light and my room is blazing in light. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Mary looking down into my room. I know I must catch her interest, so I cup my breasts through my sweater with my hands and push them.