Dear Lord I love to make her cum like that. As I lather the shampoo through my hair and rinse I can feel my cock twitch, provoked by my memories of th... night before. I had left her curled up and purring softly; she had barely stirred as I silently slid from our bed. I had stolen a look back at her slumbering form, half concealed by the soft white sheet. She had looked so peaceful I had closed the bathroom door so as not to disturb her rest; she was going to need it as I had plans for that lithe. ” Without another word, I pushed my cock into her mouth and any protests were soon replaced by the sounds of her greedily feeding on the cock in her mouth. I won’t lie, Bex’s concerns about us getting caught (and the shit-storm that would follow) were entirely justified, but at the same time the thrill of what we were doing was amazing. Pulling back from my cock, Bex looked at me gasped. “You filthy fucker, getting me this turned on when we can’t do anything about it.” “Just how turned on are. It was a hot, humid evening and I was shirtless and my sweaty running shorts clung to my body and I know she stole a couple looks at the bulge between my legs. I looked up and noticed a young girl sitting in the passenger seat of her car.“Looks like you have a passenger,” I said.“That’s Lynn, my daughter.”I started walking toward the car and introduced myself. “Hello, Lynn, I’m Rob,” I said. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”“Hi. I’ve heard about you too.”“How do you like your new apartment?”“It’s. She glared at each of them.Dave looked from his sister, around to the others, then shook his head and set Jennifer's coffee cup in front of her. He took one of the few empty seats left at the table."I think we all have some thing's to talk about and now is as good a time as any. Before we do though, Molly, how are you this morning?" Fine," she managed to say. It wasn't much more than a squeak but everyone at the table could hear it."What's wrong, Molly?" Jennifer asked."Not too surprisingly,.