He maintained eye contact as he got in place on top of her, as he positioned his arms at her sides, as he adjusted his hips so that his rock-hard dick...lay on top of her vulva, and as he began to move back and forth, feeling the wetness that told him just how ready Taylor's body was to have him enter it."How's that feel?" Jack asked softly."It feels like your cock belongs there, Jack." Wow, are you wet." I guess my pussy knows what's coming, huh?" I guess so. I gotta ask, Taylor ... You sure. " But, Tom said that you two were really in love --" Yes, we were Dee, but that was quite a few years ago. I know Tom's feelings towards me haven't changed and mine for him haven't either, but YOU are his chosen mate, not me." Tom said this to us an awful lot at that time, and I'll say it to you here and now sweetie, neither Lisa nor I would ever consider putting ourselves between the two of you. No way! We love Tom far too much to play those kinds of emotional games."Forming tears and choking. " But she looked good tonight, Trish. A testament to your excellent coaching, I'm sure. I just couldn't wait until I got her home."Her eyes went back to Lucy's body, traveling down, only to pause at her chest and finally stop at her hips. "Well let's go to your place now. I'll follow you."I'd been fucking my daughter's cheer leading coach for two months. Ever since she'd come to my house to confront me over a startling confession Lucy had made, that her Daddy fucked her sometimes. Lucy always. “I want you to know that if I hadn’t had a flat tire in a bad neighborhood my life would be totally different now. I’d probably still be a factory worker and a part time farmer. It would have been a life I was happy with, I believe, but I like the one I have now so much more. Not because of the money, although I like being successful, but because of the good I’ve been able to do.If I hadn’t broken down that day, I’d still be a country boy, avoiding towns, especially the ‘bad’ neighborhoods. I.