For her, sex and marriage are so intertwined as to be inseparable. Once I was inside her, she considered us married. So in HER mind, at least subconsc...ously, it wasn’t technically pre-marital sex. I know that sounds weird, but it’s true. I failed miserably because I didn’t truly understand. In hindsight, it’s obvious. And that goes back to my point about bad outcomes.”“How would you express your feelings about Michelle? Are you responsible?”“For my own failings and my own actions. And she for. She sucked him in forcefully. She loved sucking cock. She sucked him halfway down his throat and I started licking his balls. He was moaning loudly now totally given to lust for his daughters. His hands clenched and unclenched in Emma’s hair. We each put our lips on one side of his cock and slid our mouths up and down like a harmonica. Her hands rubbed his balls and mine squeezed his thighs. We wouldn’t let him cum. Every time Daddy got close to cumming we would stop. I pulled my Daddy into an. I want to thank you for all you’ve done to mold me in your image. I’ve started developing the website I promised. I’m sure that you’ll approve of it.”“Stuart, don’t worry – I’m very proud of you and what you have accomplished in only four years of college. I know a number of families whose sons are on the six-year plan, instead of the four-year plan. You’re a good kid, and you have a very pretty girlfriend!”“Oh, Daddy,” Sari blushed.My dick was hardening, the longer we sat there. As the. You should be thanking me for giving me a ride home. ? ?What! No screw you? screamed back Liz, as she pulled her hand back and slapped me across the face. ?Don’t ever talk to me that way.? Stunned, I could only stare at her as I could feel my face begin to burn. The imprint of her hand was a slowly heating up on the side of my face. As the burn grew so did my anger. With a scream she began struggling with her seat beat to get out of the car. She never saw my hand as I pulled.