I want you back even if I do have to settle for just missionary position sex for the rest of my life. Having you that way is one hundred percent bette... than not having you at all."I sat there and looked at her across the table. I loved her. I missed her something fierce, but in the back of my mind there was the fact that she had caused me great pain with her denouncement of me and her walking out on me. And, as I had told my mom when she told me what I had to do to get Gail back, what would be. Her memory focused on that day five years ago when she had come home from school to pick up things from her old room and the check her father always made sure was on the dresser (hush money she supposed). She had graduated only one week prior and had excepted a position at a hospital in the San Francisco Bay area only to find him lying on the floor of his study in a pool of blood with a bullet hole between his eyes and devil standing behind her, his voice piercing her soul he said “you belong. As time passed and he got more excited, I heard him address me as my daughter more and more, screaming her name so loud I was afraid the whole neighborhood would be able to hear. Finally I heard from behind me the sound of a guttural moan that came from deep within and I what he had left in his cock leak into my bottom and he finally pulled out and gave my ass a hard slap. I had not even thought about a condom for this endeavor but it was to late now.He got up from the bed as I crumpled onto it. We got things set up, and since there were almost 40 players, she was pretty busy. I did whatever I could to help her out, and make sure I could keep an eye on her. She told me later that she was actually making sure she gave me a view of her cleavage, and bending over a lot more than she usually did, just so I could look at her big ass. She told me she had the instant hots for me as well, and was waiting for the tournament to end so she could talk to me in private.Finally, the tournament.