It had been a particularly stormy argument. My mother had accused me of stealing from her purse and I was getting pretty pissed about having to defend...myself on no evidence whatsoever. I couldn’t believe it. I’d never stolen anything from her in my life and now she comes to me with these bullshit accusations because she’s a few bucks short.“I had over $50 in my wallet before I went jogging, Micheal!” she screamed at me. “It couldn’t have just vanished by itself!”I was furious. Ever since Dad. ” “He hasn’t seen anything of you has he?” “Of course not.” “Thank God for that.” Elle smiled. “I will have to go online sometime to him though,” she told him. “He’s coming over to the UK in a couple of weeks and he was hoping to see me.” “What?” “He’s been trying to get me to persuade you to let him sleep with me,” she confessed. “I can tell him now that I did discuss it with you and you hit the roof.” Jeff looked at her. He was beginning to discover that there was a side to his wife. She saw the car coming down the street, and rushed into the backseat next to Michelle. Her hair was matted down from the rain, as if she'd been waiting outside for a while."Stupid dad, can't take a joke!" she complained."Why, what did you do now?" asked Michelle."I made myself lunch, and when he whinged about me not clearing up, I told him to get a cleaner with the money he's NOT giving me for allowance."Michelle giggled. Tammy and her dad had something of a love/hate relationship. While he saw. She stopped, got out some lube, and started rubbing it into her pussy. “Let’s do it like this” she said as she got on her hands and knees. Things were moving along quickly, but I was okay with that. I was very turned on. I approached her from behind. She was motionless, waiting for me to enter her. I positioned my cock against her pussy and pushed slowly into her. It slid in easily. I held onto her sides and thrust my cock in and out, in and out, in and out. I was ecstatic, it felt amazing. I.