. My hips moved forward, pushing myself in… I hesitated.. my dick was actually inside my daughter. I suddenly felt very aware that my wife was still...behind me. I glanced back at her, still sitting on the sofa, head turned away.“Mary.” I said, she looked.. “You watch.” I commanded, and then began fucking our daughter, maintaining eye contact with my wife.My attention eventually turned back towards Stacy. I was pounding her, feeling her tight young ass cheeks bouncing off of me. I lasted just. Sure I am sweetie. I am just doing some thinking."Brock added, "and some drinking, I see." I looked down and sure enough, somehow what had been only a couple of Beck's had turned into seven. I hadn't even noticed as I tripped down memory lane.Sara came around in front of the chair and reached for my hand, "let's get you up to bed."I rose, and found myself to be a bit wobbly. I could see Brock grin at me from the doorway as he moved to assist his wife. Together they helped steady me, and then. .sure...I'd...I'd..."A fresh memory surfaced: she pulled out a cock from her mouth, looking atthe lipstick marks on the sides the same color as she had on now.Licking her lips, she leaned in and almost shuddered with pleasure at thefeeling of the member between her pillows. Everything felt so right: shewas on her knees, her head leaning over to suck on the boy's gloriouscock.Before this night, Ryan was almost ready to propose to his girlfriend. Hehad been waiting for the start of his own firm.. Her body jerked and she clenched her teeth, hissing with pain each time he touched the throbbing purple-red lines cross-crossing the now swollen and engorged aureoles. ‘Such a foolish decision?you could save yourself so much discomfort?just a few names, that’s all it takes.’ He looked into her eyes and saw the resistance there. ‘But on the other hand,’ he smiled, a smile of cruel anticipation, ‘there are so many things we can do to help you change your mind.’ He flicked the caned tip with one.