What kind of a future would we have together if my whole family blamed him for mom and dad's divorce? I was worried that I might someday have to pick ...etween Bobby and my family? How could I do that; I didn't even want to think about it.He and I had talked every night on the phone since getting back. I told him I was going home over the weekend and tell my dad; one way or the other, knowing how my father felt, was better than not knowing at all. Bobby said he was coming with; he didn't want me. I groaned, losing myself into her father's persona for a moment.“Daddy,” she gasped.“My sweet clam,” I moaned. We kissed again, tongues fencing. My dick ached in her depths.“Spill your seed in me.” Her pussy squeezed down on me. “Give me a baby, Daddy.”“Estyr!” I groaned, her words crashing through me. I thrust into her depths. My cum erupted from my balls.“Yes, yes, give me a baby, Daddy!” she moaned. Her thighs clamped on my hips. Her pussy milked my cock as she orgasmed beneath me. She. His made him wonder why she did not just tip the chair sideways as the first move to escaping Then he realised that the chair itself was fastened to the back of the sofa, making it much too heavy for her to tip over. Her shoes and socks had been removed leaving her feet bare.“Just one question, how did you manage to get her in that position and fastened?” he asked.“She though it was to be more excitement when you spank her again, and she didn’t catch on to what I was doing until one wrist and. "All is well here, baby. My husband is cool with the two of us. We've changed the locks so that Mikey can't get in anymore without permission. Remind me that I have go give you a new house key in the morning. And maybe you'd like to ask your daughter to join the two of us tomorrow?"SteveI slowly walked up the steps to my house, inserted the key into the lock and opened the door, closing it behind me. I walked over to the couch and thought about all of the day's events, from the mind blowing sex.