" Did you cum LOUD, imagining me taking you, fucking you? Perhaps after training in school?" I pressed on."Yess," Ala moaned, rocking me harder with e...ch thrust, 'I thought about you fucking me in the dressing room, on the bench, after everyone had gone."I stopped thrusting and laid still."You thought about us fucking... like NOW? Fuck yourself on my cock baby." I said."OOOOOOOOOO" Ala moaned as she began to rock back and forth furiously.Her pussy was sensitive from cumming twice. ’ ‘Okay,’ she continued giggling, ‘Nitey-night, Daddy. I love you.’ ‘I love you, too, sweetie…’ ~~~~~~ She went to bed that night, content with information that she had apparently been seeking and didn’t mention my relationship with her mother any further, well…at least not for another two years… ~~~~~~ TWO YEARS LATER After Wendy’s death, I clung to Isabella like she was a precious gem, of course I think she is, regardless, but anyway, we basically grew up together, Izzy and I. And in the time. " Really? A baby you say... well you don't look all that old."All that old, gee, thanks a lot kid. "Well I am. I turned thirty one last month." And I'll never see thirty two she thought."Thirty one, I see, well that's not all that old." He held out his hand to her. "I don't think I've seen you around here, I'm Mark."She took his hand and shook it. "I'm just visiting my sister and I'm Carol."He motioned towards the court. "Come on Carol let's see what you've got." He bounced the ball to her.She. “Mr. Burke… Mr. Burke,” she said. “Hi, please allow me to introduce myself. I’m Olivia of course and that’s one of my mom’s better features – always forgetting to introduce her kids, done it all her life in fact.” She stuck out her hand. We shook. It electrified me. I held it too long as I held her eyes too. Wow, can we kiss, or hug, or do something with each other I asked myself. She was special. She explained her mother. She explained her mother’s problem with the position. I nodded as if I.