I gave him time to get home and bath. Then just before half past one I parked in the driveway. Paul opened the door and I knew I still wanted him. “...i,” I said as I stepped in. “Hello,” was his reply with a quick kiss. He wanted to go to the kitchen and I went and sat on the long couch in the living room. He asked if I wanted some coffee and I replied no thank you, I’m fine for now. So we chatted for awhile. Then he said he was glad I texted him, because he was thinking of me and wondered how I. I felt her hand nudging me in the side signaling me to get on top of her. I eased myself onto her and settled between her legs, feeling her hand grab my hard cock and align it with her entrance. “Push hard” I heard her whisper,“Ram that cock into auntie’s pussy, fuck me hard baby”I needed no further urging. I slammed my cock deep into her soaking pussy and heard her softly grunt. I began slamming in and out of her furiously, causing the bed to creak a little. I was glad my bedroom was across. 'Now I have got you', he said with a sinister tone in his voice.'My filthy, dirty, slutty daughter', I felt relief momentarily, he was calling me his daughter as I suggested to him, 'Yes Daddy', I pleaded as he took hold of the drinks bag and forced me forward towards his home, his motions more determined his strength renewed, 'Daddy', I pleaded, suddenly scared as I twisted against my restraints.He stopped walking and turned me and forced my back against the stone wall, reached under my skirt. Emily's boss had called Stella because he was worried about Emily and wondered what was going on, as she had asked for a few days compassionate leave.You know, it hadn't even entered my head that Emily wasn't getting ready to go to work that morning.There were a few things for me to look over in the office and a couple of people I had to see. Stella, who was really acting as my personal assistant by then, had kept most things up to date. Around two in the afternoon after having lunch with.