Still with her arms around his neck, Anita pulled back just enough to look into his eyes as she asked, “Hey, you okay? You don’t usually hug me li...e that unless something’s wrong. Not that I’m complaining or anything.. You were always the greatest hugger!”.There was a momentary lull as Anita studied her father’s expression again.“So, what’s up?”, she wanted to know.“Nothing really, Sweetheart. I guess I’m still wallowing in some more of that self-pity. I mean, here we are, me in a bit of a rut,. She sank deeper on my cock shaft until I was fully engulfed in her mouth, and as I reached for her head to prepare to face fuck her, Joanne started kissing me again. I was still pissed at her, but it did feel good, so I kissed her back and started pumping my cock in Debbie’s mouth.Rick got up from the sofa and pulled Debbie’s mouth off of my cock, and just as I started to think that everything was ending, I got a pleasant surprise. Rick reversed Debbie around and sat her back to impale her on. I started to enjoy her bare boobs with my eyes closed, and she started to slowly feel and rub my dick over my shorts. Since it was elastic, she slowly pushed her hand into my shorts and then into the underwear. She touched my bare dick and caressed it with full palm.Then she held my left hand and guided it to the opening of her nighty below. She made me rub her pussy over her underwear for 3 or 4 strokes. Then guided my hand to enter into the elastic entrance of her underwear.As my fingers were. Keeping a hand on the padlock to support it, she pulled herself back to her feet using the front door knob, and then, before going to the dining room to get the keys and wire clippers, she limped into the kitchen, grabbed the shears from the counter, and cut the straps on the pink high heels. It was surprisingly difficult to cut through the thin leather, but the shears were up to the task. The shoes fell to the floor, one by one. She felt such relief when she was allowed to stretch her poor.