I turned to retrieve the coffee from his outstretched hand, and saw daddy's eyes take in the curvature of my cunt as it disappeared between my thighs,...'Dad, stop looking', I chided him, not really making any effort to cover up.I sat up as he put a pillow behind my shoulders, my breasts were exposed and I did not care, my nipples were rock hard, and I suddenly realised I was horny, the added spice being I was horny for my own father to do the honers and satisfy me with another slow fuck. 'You. The pretty blonde wife had thrown on a robe and lay crying on her bed when Julie arrived."Miriam, Honey," she said as she put her arms around the distraught teacher. "No one will make you do anything that you don't want to do." I know that," Miriam sobbed. "But I can't believe that I allowed something like that to happen right in broad daylight in front of everybody. How embarrassed can I get?" Dear, there wasn't any body making fun of you out there. They all knew that you were just enjoying. But she had found out, the hard way. ‘Hey! Dreamgirl!’ she heard from over her shoulder, and she startled, closing the freezer door, seeing Lisa in the shining reflection. ‘C’mon, I’m gonna be late unless we get moving!’ she urged. Linda broke her trance and returned to the bedroom. Standing back in front of the mirror, she reached for the bra and fastened it in front, then spun it around in a practiced motion, and slipped the straps over her shoulders. She checked the mirror as Lisa cupped. The thing that bothered me most was that she was calling me Patrick. That was ominous. She almost never called me by my name."I know all that, Patrick. But it's not enough to know it; I also feel that I let you down, betrayed you, and led my girls into danger. How do I deal with that?" She looked up at me, eyes full of tears, with the horror lurking just behind, threatening to take over. I felt I couldn't take much more. I couldn't even imagine how much worse it was for her."The thing is, it.