I wondered if he thought I suspected some thing.The next week went by with out much contact between us. He had meetings and clients and I had my ladie... golf nights and fitness classes. Things were beginning to return to normal until the day I returned from my morning jog unexpectedly. I had slightly twisted my ankle and decided to cut the run short to go ice it. I came in through the back door and was taking off my shoes when I heard what sounded like mumbling coming from the den. I crept up. He looked older, rougher. Even Logan knew it had not been an easy journey to reunite, not for any of them.Despite the slow pace and otherwise boring ride, Logan did rather enjoy sitting next to Holly, though. He remembered her from the first few days, especially during the gunfight crossing into Switzerland. While Holly fired a rifle out the window, Logan had grabbed her nice ass and given it a squeeze. He wondered if she might let him do that again. Shifting himself just an inch or two in her. In full swing. Like sun in the day there was no denying there was a wedding happening right here."Please, Daddy? Walk me down the isle won't you?" Bea pleaded, hunching down from her six two stature to her rather small five five father she rarely acted this way. She was normally very "adult" acting with professional courtesy to her father. But there would be time to time she wanted him to indulge his princess "I promise Daddy this is a good man who love's me just like you do." Bea. ”My head settles a little lower onto the bed, my cheek pushed into it with my face turned towards the camera. You give me long hard thrusts, my ass bouncing a little and the sounds of your hips hitting me mix with our moans and the wet noises. “Are you going to make me cum for them, Daddy? Make my eyes roll back while they watch?”You try to keep your pace of long strokes but you have to go faster as my words make you groan and force you to hold back, your thrusts getting a little shorter. My.