Going against dad would be totally alien to her. Finally she said what Ellen said she would say."I'd rather have him mad at me and not talking to me t...an having to bury him. I hope it never comes down to it, but yes, you will have my support."I left the hospital, went and picked up the U-Haul, drove it to the apartment and started moving things in. I had too much stuff to fit into the apartment so I took the balance to the storage unit and unloaded it. After dropping the trailer off at a U-Haul. The interior of the limo was dark and smelled like, well, it was a great smell in that it was the odor of my love's arousal. I reached out to Sally with my link and sent her over the edge with a sustained climax. I untied the end of her crotch thong and laid it down between her ankles. Then, in one swift move, I buried myself to the hilt in her dripping depths.Sally was bound too tightly to arch her back in reaction to my impalement of her cunt, but she tried. In her mind she began a wail of. ..she's on the rag, after all, and can't get laid."?And the nightmare continued! Outside,Lloyd Weidner began unbuttoning his pants near his ancient Nissan Sentra."I shouldn't have bought a Jap car, but the bitch ex-wife has taken all my money for child support...you wanna get on your knees, Charlie, or go in th' back seat?"?"Dude, I can't do this" Chip/Charlotte said briskly. "I um, have somewhere to go." But as he turned, there was Master Hans, tapping his Black Derby Beechwood Walking Cane.. I was truly miserable as I lay in the bath. I'd only lasted a week before I was off sticking the old boy wherever I could. The reality that I'd just had the best sex I'd ever had was not far in the back of my mind. I'm not sure if it was the weed, the booze, my lack of sleep or the good old Catholic guilt but I started to cry. I was a howling mess. The funny thing was though once I stopped crying and composed myself I didn't feel a quarter as guilty as I had. Actually I started to feel.