My hands wandered his chest, thumbs teasing his nipples. Trailing my fingers lower, down the line of his chest hair to his belly. I heard him softly m...an."Daddy, pour some body soap in my hands."I lathered his chest first, paying special attention to his nipples, and down to his belly. I leaned around him and ran my fingers down the crease of his thigh and body, brushing his cock and balls."Oh, babygirl, you're killing me," he moaned. I smiled.I slid my soapy slick hands down my Dad's muscled. She desperately wanted him inside her. But she wouldn’t let him know that; not just yet anyway. She would play hard to get; play the role of reluctant wife being made pregnant. Pretend to resist him even. When he pulled away a few minutes later and grabbed at the bed covers and lifted them she stood almost defiantly at the edge of the bed for a moment. His hand moved quickly against the naked flesh of her bottom and she let out a yelp as it struck her. “Get in!” He snapped. Laura was already. True, she's far kinder then me, but where has being a member of the Trioreally got me? I murdered Katrina, the only girl who ever loved me, Ihave law enforcement and the Scoobies after my ass for the many crimesI've committed and as Tara I am loved and not by a male, which I wouldconsider disgusting - after all, I still consider myself a male where itcounts, but by the beautiful and enchanting Willow.*Then he felt numbness in his feet. He banged them against the bedpostsuntil he felt pain. He. With IOUs totaling in the six figures in my hands, I called Mr. Wade and talked to him about payment. He explained that he was going through a hard time while the auto makers put the squeeze on him but he had a new contract in the works and expected to have a better cash flow soon. He promised to pay the debt and the vigorish within two weeks. I agreed to wait the two weeks.During that two weeks, Mr. Wade continued to gamble. And the more he gambled, the more he lost. Ten to twenty thousand a.