.. glasses! I have had writers block for almost a week now and my editor was pissed at me the last time I checked, so I probably did bout the dumbest ...hing a father can do..... tried to ask my sixteen year old daughter for tips into a teen’s life. Yes, that’s what I write, teen novels. Nothing like the crap like gay emo vampires that sparkle, no, I write more along the lines of mystery, and here lately can't seem to get into it. so with that thought I had tracked down Heather. The fact that. " It might have been nice though. Anyway, here you are, slut of the century, and you want to kill your poor husband just because you think he's having it on with some other woman." Two of them." Who?" Elizabeth Underwood and her daughter. He's either fucking them both, or fucking just one and the other knows about it. I could see it; it was so obvious the way the two of them looked at him when we were shaking hands on the receiving line. I thought one of them was going to go down on him right. The pop of my fastener coming undone echoed through the living room.“You have to fuck our daughter,” my wife moaned, her hand kneading her tit, the other one ripping out of her shorts, her fingers soaked in her juices. “She's a slut! You heard her!”“But it's not right,” I groaned as my wife shimmied out of her shorts. My own zipper rasped. My wife's tits swayed, plump and round, her dusky nipples fat and hard.“Mitch, honey, I love you,” my wife moaned. “But you have to discipline our daughter. I could feel him getting into a nice rhythm and then just as I thought he was about to cum I slipped his cock out my ass and thrust it into my virgin pussy. I felt a slight pain as he popped my cherry and slammed deep into my virgin pussy. My uncle knew what I had done but because he was on the vinegar stroked he was unable to stop until he had filled my delicate little pussy with his cum. I was bathing in the afterglow of being fucked by my uncle when my aunt and Charles walked into the room..