I especially enjoyed grabbing her hair while fucking her ass for the first time (something I'd not been allowed to do previously), then getting off on...her tears of pain and humiliation when I flipped her over and transferred my cock directly from her ass to her mouth. The look of utter hopelessness in her eyes when I pumped my filthy load into her throat was positively intoxicating!Doing my daughters was even better. My first daughter, Becky, was 18 years old. Valerie, my second, was younger.. I decided to get up, put on my boxers and go into the kitchen to see what that smell was about."Morning, sleepy head. I hope you slept well," Rachel said to me with a cute smile on her face. "I woke up an hour ago so I decided to get dressed and make breakfast for us. Hope you like bacon and eggs."She had no idea. This was my favourite breakfast. I always ate this in the morning before my workout. I sat at the small table and just watched her. Rachel was wearing a pair of boxers and a hoodie.. We left them to their lunch and phone calls; they were going to be interesting.I was on my way back to the house when Kristy messaged me that there was a shooting at city hall just now. I turned myself around and ran into the Agency office where I listened to the dispatchers; the mayor was dead, shot in the head, and one officer was hit in the chest. The subject had managed to escape, and the remaining officers had lost him in the woods. They were trying to find a helicopter to take the officer. I haven’t been home for Christmas for two years. I’ll need to save some leave for that, and I’ll probably be way down the list for taking leave.”“Okay. Let’s figure something out for the late summer, at the minimum.” She leaned the car seat back and tried to sleep.Thursday, I dressed in DCUs and headed over to Fort Drum. When I was back in Matucket I had gone over to the West Springs Army-Navy Surplus Store and picked up some of the Velcro chevrons I would need on my uniforms. It wasn’t hard to.