I am here; I am yours. What do you want me to do?”“I want…”“Yes, Anu. Tell me. Do you want me to fuck you? Tell me, baby, do you want me to ...uck your cunt with my cock?”“Yes, fuck me, please.”He jumped on top of me. “Yes, baby, I love it when you ask for it. I will fuck you to oblivion.”My legs were thrown wide. His cock pushed at my sore pussy again. I readied myself to feel the pain again. He pushed in. But, it did not pain like the last time. There was a dull pain, but not as severe as last. Partly down to being in such a vulnerable position and partly down to the fact that she hated being called Eleanor. “Yes, Katherine,” she replied softly and walked over to the sofa; standing on Katherine’s left side, where the older lady was pointing. “Now, although you have signed my agreement, I will give you a choice.” Katherine’s left hand stroked Ellie’s bare legs. “Are you sure you want me to deal with the issue in this way Eleanor?” Katherine paused and looked up at her tenant. “Or. "I don't want to know," giving me the distinct impression that she did.From what I learnt later, this is the point in a story where the father jacks off, thinking his daughter has gone back to her room and he has his privacy, only to have her walk in looking for something - a hair clip? panties? a towel? - and catch him. Then, depending on how hurried the author is, it either sets off a situation that eventually sees them rolling in the proverbial hay or jumping into bed right then, because she. Our lucky man closes his eyes, running his hands over their shoulders, through their hair, gently pushing their heads closer to his aching cock.His wife takes in that huge engorged head first, her mouth stretching to fit it in without her teeth touching it. He moans at the warmth and softness of his wife's mouth as he gently pushes his penis as far as she will permit it. He sighs as she flicks her tongue around inside her mouth, teasing the precum from her husband's beautiful cock. Meanwhile.