Sanderson.”“Okay.”That was that. Subject closed. But, that night, Sia arrived in bed wearing a soft pink nightshirt. She cuddled close. As I kis...ed her, I recognized something else. My daughter was insecure and wanted to be desired, wanted me to want her, work for her; her way of reinforcing her appeal to me. She wanted to be pursued, loved, cherished, and assert her ownership of me, something she’d ceded only temporarily to Alia.I knew it beyond a doubt when she responded to my caress, when I. I turned my head toward it finding Jim standing their with a big smile on his face. ‘Hi Jen,’ he said cheerfully. ‘Go away,’ I said angrily as I turned away. ‘What the hell is wrong with you?’ Jim asked. I turned back to him defiantly and stared at him. He looked bewildered making me think he really had no idea why I was mad. ‘Josh told one of his asshole friends about yesterday.’ ‘What a SHITHEAD,’ he declared as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders trying to comfort me. Overcome with fear. We eat feeding each other bits of food and my hand starts to stray to her leg as moves closer to me in the booth. As the last of the wine is disappearing I’m stroking her thigh and brushing over her smooth mound when she leans in close and suggests her place as it’s only round the corner. We start to walk hand in hand talking of music, clothes and why men just don’t understand how to really turn a woman on. We arrive at her place small neat elegantly decorated real classic good taste. Arms behind me, cock staring me in the face, mouth practically watering, pussy so soaked I can feel cum leaking out of me. He takes my head in his hands, bringing the head of his cock to my lips and rubbing back and forth across them. My lips part slightly as I look up for approval. A smile, as he starts sliding his cock in my mouth, guiding my head the way he pleases. My tongue spread flat so that when he thrusts in deep I can reach his balls. He thrusts in hitting the back of my throat.