‘Hi Ry-girl’ Isla greeted her as she slammed herself into Isla’s legs. ‘Mommy, can I go see Pop-Pop today?’ Isla kissed her chubby cheek a...d sadly declined the request of her daughter. Ryan didn’t seem to mind once she was informed that her daddy was coming over and would probably eat dinner with them tonight. At Isla’s home, Michael was waiting. Ryan went barreling into him once she got out of the car. ‘Hi Daddy!’ ‘Hello Princess how was school today?’ ‘Good,’ was all Ryan would commit to. .. No, I guess I am!"I stared into her face, unable to read her expression. Was it fear or anger? Love or hate? Torment or pleasure? I just couldn't tell, but, she was no longer beautiful, no longer mine! A hand gesture indicated the bed, our bedroom. "Does it happen here?"Her sobs became full blown wails. She flung herself off the bed, fled into the bathroom.I was lying on my back, staring at the ceiling, searching for answers that would never be there: Why? Who? How long? Shock was fading,. As a man of a household, that’s all he want for his children and step kids. He just wanted them to be happy.When Amy noticed that he wasn’t really talking to her or looking at her, he just told her he wasn’t feeling well. That was not a conversation he wanted to have now. The image of her fucking – and being fucked by – another woman was still too fresh in his mind. Every night when he went to bed he had this image of his stepdaughter smearing another man’s cum all over her face and sharing it. You can do it. Push.Your eyes are watering. You’re fighting not to gag. But you can do it. I want you to deep-throat this hard cock you’ve been sucking. Keep sucking. Suck. Suck. Go down on that cock, slide it all the way down into the back of your slutty mouth.Focus. Focus on pushing through. You can do it. Feel the cock against the back of your throat. Keep sucking. It is coated with layers and layers of slippery saliva, until it runs down your chin.Stroke it with your hands. Harder. Now.