And I couldn't stand not having you any longer, so I sneaked in here and pretended to be mom. It was wonderful."Blinking, her father couldn't seem to ...et his head together, and she watched varying shades of emotion struggle across his face. He drew the sheet across his lower body, trying to hide the big, upright shaft with the shiny head. "But, baby--you're my daughter--"She reached over and whipped away the sheet. "And that thing is too beautiful to hide. I thought it would never fit into my. Three hours since my marriage ended and for some strange reason I didn't feel bitter about it. Angry yes, but not bitter. At least I now knew why I hadn't been laid in the last week. As I sat there I tried to think of ways to end things and still keep the house I knew I was going to have to give an Academy Awards performance until I could lower the boom on my loving wife.Not trying to get laid wouldn't be much of a problem. I could try secure in the knowledge that as long as she was fucking. “I wanted a chance to let you know that nothing has changed, Artie. Our connection is still strong and I still love you. And Annette and Morgan. I can see that you still love me.” We closed the small distance and our lips met in an agonizingly sweet reunion. I wrapped her in my arms and held her as our tongues were reintroduced and our breathing sped up.“I do love you, Mavis. Not ... exactly the same ... as Annette and Morgan. But love,” I said.“It has never been clearer to me that the three of. More problematic was that she was also horny. She had thought about her toys, maybe a shower with just a bit of finger play but it was just not what was on her mind. She needed a real man. And there weren’t any around. She sighed, got up and looked around in her messy little room that was dimly lit by the computer screen. She walked over to the mirror and looked at herself. “Not bad”, she thought as she gave herself a smile. She was slim, long dyed pitch black hair was falling over her.