"How's your daughter? Pre-law, right?" I asked."Oh, yes, Mister Dan. She's right off into it. Doing well, she tells me." You must be proud." I certain...y am."We were led into the sitting room to join Charley and Helen. Cindy excitedly recounted the visit from the Auburn recruiter, eliciting a broad smile from Charlie."I just sent the ONE letter," he said. "Of course, it might've gone to several people. Just want to take care of my young daughter."Cindy smiled. Technically, Cindy was the foster. She squatted over top of my rigid d*** and slowly lower herself down onto it taking it a little deeper each time she squatted down further this went on for ten or so minutes watching her boobs bounce up and down and the sound of her wet p**** pumping up and down on my d*** shit I was having the best night I could remember for better than 2o years being a middle aged man I was a little surprised I was lasting this long and still able to blow huge loads. like I was.I could tell she was slowing. That was what really made the present situation so difficult.We had a pleasant dinner, as a family. As I listened to our two daughters talk with their mother, I realized how much she meant to them. They loved their dad, but they shared things with their mother a man can't really understand. Shopping is much like water torture. Talking about shopping is more agony than a man should be expected to endure. The three of them managed it throughout the entire meal!When we went to bed that night,. As he opened the hatch sea water had gushed in and pushed him off the ladder slamming him to the floor. For a moment he had been terrified, thinking the boat had somehow capsized. Barb had come running to him to see if he was injured, then as she stepped onto the ladder to close the hatch another wave had washed in and thrown her down on top of him. A couple of the girls below had seen it and started screaming hysterically. Barb had virtually jumped straight up from his body to the handle of.