"I'm off working my ass off and you think that it's o.k to use that time to be a little slut? What were you thinking?" I-I'm sorry Daddy," I stuttered... wanting to cry. "I-I didn't m-mean for-" For what, for you to get caught? For me to come home? For your father to discover that his daughters a whore?'This made me mad. "I'm not a whore just because I was having sex! There's nothing wrong with that! It's wrong that I brought him home but there's nothing wrong with wanting to feel good!" Wanting. I grab her and pull her onto my lap. “Why don’t you put it inside you?”She looks down at it and kinda halfway stands up and she rubs it around herself. She finds her hole and I slide into her.“Mmmm, Danny, I don’t think that will ever not give me shivers.”“Baby, I hope not.”She smiled so big. I put my hands on her hips and started to bounce her. I was primed and ready. I watched her breasts bounce and her moans, oh god. I returned with my own.“Lily, I’m going to cum soon.”“Danny, inside. He pulled her into his hard body and asked, “You’re still not done?”She kissed him full on the lips, her right leg wrapping around his muscled thigh, pressing her wet cunt into it. “Hmmmm … not even close. My daughter and I are going to give you the party the wanted.”He looked at her surprised and responded loudly, “Daughter?!?”She laughed. Abby then joined her mother with the man, both pressing their naked white bodies into his blackness. “Oh, what? They didn’t tell you?”Someone behind them. Then he played the memory for Cockrell. Cockrell grabbed the edge of the desk. Jake played the memory again.“Do you want to see it another time?” Jake asked.“No, I didn’t want to see it at all.”“That’s an illusion for your benefit. I’m afraid that it’s going to come to mind every time you think of your mother. Having seen that, let me ask if you would like me to really do that to her? I assure you that I have the power to make that scene become reality.”“No, she didn’t do anything to deserve.