I could tell she was turned on. We reminisced some more as we enjoyed our drinks.“So anyway. What other kinds of ink work have you on that body of ...ours?” She was looking at my chest. I unbuttoned my shirt again. She asked me questions about martial arts as she touched the dragon tattoo with her finger tips. I removed my shirt. I had a variety of other tattoos. A scorpion on one shoulder and a lion on the other. On my back was a crucifix that spanned from one shoulder blade to the other. Her. Every so often I would hear, “Dad ... come on ... she quit her job, you know what that means, right?” and other, sometimes subliminal, suggestions that I should give Allison another chance. The girls began making sure there was nowhere in the room for me to sit except next their mother.To my total astonishment, Allison and Danielle were either a pair of the finest actresses in the universe or they actually became friends. I hadn’t stopped having sex with Danielle, though it had decreased. I would be willing to help Suzy if I could reasonably do so.“If the Simpsons were willing to take five years each and pay restitution, I’d accept the deal in a heartbeat. I would consider three years and restitution. But I won’t consider allowing them to walk away scot free because they hold their daughter hostage. If they’re willing to see her in a foster home, so am I.“I’ve made my decision and I feel comfortable with it. I’m sorry if you’re not. But I’m OK with that fact, too. You are. I could usually finger Susan to two or three orgasms while she would pull and stroke my cock. Usually, I waited until we got home before I would cum, I liked fucking her without getting an armrest jabbed into my back and ass. Susan was always hot when we left the theater and when she was worked up she thought just about anything sexual was a good idea. This time I had fingered her to two orgasms but kept her from going over the edge a third time. I wanted her ready for anything when we left the.