The more he got his finger in that hole, and then a second one, the more Katie’s noises changed in tone: less a whimper now and more like an elonga...ed sigh. By now Dave had a third finger inside his daughter and there was no resistence. Her asshole had completely opened up and was welcoming. Katie started to pant.She still had a death-grip on Daddy’s insanely hard cock. And she knew what she wanted to do with it. She was still crying, weeping, when she said, “Daddy?”“Yes sweetheart?”. A stroke of luck or a strike of lightning occurs and they decide to send me to Boston for a 3 day conference along with a senior engineer. I ask Marcy to confirm that Carlo still lives there and to get me his email address or phone number. I decide that since he is at the center of my sexual dysfunction and my estrangement from Candy I must find a way to get his help in getting past both. Marcy, gets the data from Candy. I waffle over whether to call him or send email. I'm afraid if I speak. My dad started by “K what made you to fight with her? He kept quiet for some time and said its she the 1 who makes me angry. I can clearly feel that he wanted to get rid of it and says lies after lies after lie. My dad is really a good problem solver not only in family matters but in all aspects after a long discussion he said” k found what’s’ the problem between you people. He saw me and signaled me to go in wile they 2 were crying by their head down. I realized that it was the problem of. “I see the agency sent me a nice little slut. I’m not going to let you cum honey. Not yet anyway.” He pulled me around by my shoulder so I faced him and shoved his sticky fingers in my mouth. I sucked my sweet juices off them hungrily. He stood up, pulling me up with him. He led me to the kitchen table, bending me over it. I motioned to stand back up but he was strong and pushed me back down and held me there. I was speechless, I started to squirm to get out of his grip but he just laughed,.