“Where did that little hellion go?” He smirked. “You know, the one I fuck every night?” “She’s right here.” I told him, sorely tempted ...o pout like a little kid. “I’m just… I’m nervous.” The bastard had the nerve to roll his eyes at me. “There’s nothing to be nervous about, babe.” His eyes were kind as he urged me to reconsider. “And remember, this was your idea from the beginning.” I had to admit he was right there. At least three times a week, Josh slipped his cock into my tight little. “I fucked up! Oh, god. I fucked up so bad!” She described through her tears and choking misery what had happened the night Joel left and took her children. She described what she had gone through since and as she opened her heart Ace’s cock got harder and harder. Yes, yes baby, you have fucked up, he told himself exultantly. Give a slut enough rope and she’ll hang herself, he thought. But all he gave Leila were words of sympathy. He turned it around on Joel and called him an uncaring asshole. I am really happy now as he takes the suntan oil bottle and squirts some on Krissy's back.Jack hesitates for a few seconds, then puts one of his hands on his daughter's back and begins to rub the oil around. Krissy starts moaning softly, then tells her father to move his hand down further to make sure her white ass cheeks are protected from the harsh rays of the sun. My husband just sits there for a few moments, then he looks over at me. I tell him "Jesus Christ Jack, you are not fucking her!. Of COURSE he was having one off the wrist. What else do they do?Now what a decent mother would have done is back away and leave him to it then later make a noise so that he could compose himself and be normal when he emerged.Guess I’m not a decent mother. I watched.Hardly daring to breath, I peered through the partly open door and watched as he gripped his cock and slowly eased his fist up and down. His eyes were closed and I envied the woman he was doing this over. Wondering if it was one.