.. PLEASE!!!" I didn't care anymore that this was my daughter or what I was doing was wrong. I shifted my thought from teaching her a lesson to fillin... the needs my wife hadn't for too long.I continued my finger assault for a few more minutes until my arm got tired. Grabbing her by her long dark hair I planted her face into the couch cushions and removed my boxers with my free hand."No... please... DON'T..." was all she managed as I slowly inched my cock inside her. She felt very tight and. Blue dawn pressed against my eyelids; metallic birdcall came though the open window. I turned away and pressed my face against the warmth of Emily's back, nuzzling at the short hairs on the back of her neck. My cock, half-hard from some forgotten dream, found the groove of her ass and pressed along it. She murmured in distant pleasure or mild complaint.I slept.Emily's soft lips pressed against my stiff, dry ones, brushed my eyelids. The tip of her tongue flicked playfully across the end of my. . Oh my God! It was so horrible!..."He waited for her to catch her breath and as he did his mind whirled with what she had just said. She hadn't gotten the contract after all. All of his acting that morning, and she hadn't gotten it! He tried to remain sympathetic as she continued, but all the time he wondered what he was going to do now."Johnny, we... we gambled for it... and I lost. At least... I lost the bet about going to bed with..." She started crying again, in great heaving sobs.Finally,. I touched her pussy and found her already wet. I found her clit and rubbed it with my fingertip, and her whimpering changed to moans of lust. I removed the knickers from her mouth. Through her sobs and tears she asks why was I so severe this time. And she was right – I had not been so severe in a long time. "I realized I have been far too lenient. This weekend I will have to be much more severe to regain control. You will realize this whipping was nothing. When we are.