“No,” she breathes through gritted teeth. “Hang on. Wait a minute.” Wendy tightens her hold around Michael’s neck and takes some of the weig...t off her pussy. She lifts her left leg up and directs Michael to get his arm in under her knee. He does, with considerable effort, getting his hand back under her ass. “Okay, one more,” she laughs, lifting her other leg. The change in position mercifully alleviates the pressure on her uterus. “Just a second,” he puffs. Then with an impish smirk, he grinds. They walked down to the lake and strolled through the woods for a while. It felt good to stretch their legs. There were only a few cabins on this lake and it appeared theirs was the only one occupied this weekend so they had the whole area to themselves. After a while they decided to retreat to the cabin for dinner and relaxation. After dinner, they retired to the den and Tim started a fire in the fireplace. The three all sat together, chatted, listened to music and sipped on some drinks while. She yawned and stretched, "Can't I just go to bed, and I'm too tired for a bath, Daddy."Before he could answer, she turned and looked at him, pleading, "Pleeeeeeease Daddy can I skip a bath just this ONE time?"Daddy was firm, saying, "You'll sleep much better if you are clean. So no whining, it is not going to work. Save yourself the trouble and just go do it."Rolling her eyes, she trudged off to the bathroom, stumbling down the hallway sleepily. Daddy just shook his head as he heard her. I felt like an antelope being eyed by a cheetah. Doesn't it bother you?" It bothers me if you're uncomfortable," I replied. "But does it bother me some guy thinks I scored a sensational woman? Not so much."I put my hand on Cindy's knee and slid it partway under her tartan skirt. "So, what do you have planned for tonight?" she asked."What makes you think I have something planned?" I know you have something up your sleeve. All evening you've looked like the cat who ate the canary."I shrugged my.