After they graduated, got jobs and moved out, I downsized to a small condo, since I just didn’t need the space anymore, especially when I wasn’t h...me that much. But perhaps the worst part of all was being away from home on special days like my anniversary or birthdays, like I was going to be away on my birthday the year I turned 50. I was on a four-months long assignment, at a company in the suburbs of Baltimore, travelling there weekly from San Diego, and the project schedule just didn’t allow. “Oh my god Torrie you’re going to make me cum! You’re going to make your Daddy cum!” I shouted out in fair warning. “MMMM do it Daddy. Cum! Cum for your little girl. Cum in my pussy Daddy.”I pulled out and quickly flipped her onto her back. I wanted to be able to look my daughter’s pretty face when I fill her up. I held her legs open high and wide as I drove my entire length in deep with on hard thrust. I felt her little cunt spasming.“Ohhhh Daddy! I’m cumming Daddy! I’m cumming! Cum with me. As ever part of her skin that touched mine drove a pleasant feeling all through my body. That same little chant was louder in my head now, “more, more, you want more.” “Siix…”, i mumble. Her eyes look up at me and smile. That's when i felt it, her fifth tentacle was pushing up to my slit. As the head of her appendage caressed slowly along the line of it, a wave of pleasure built up suddenly and I could feel how my body was starting to leak down my thighs. “I...this is…”, but before my thoughts. Do I make myself clear?" I said that I understood. Shortly before eleven Bella and I stood in the hallway of the house. Mistress Pickles came to join us and was most solicitous, ensuring we were properly dressed and prepared. She tied a silk band around Bella’s eyes and then about my own. I heard the clatter of hooves on the driveway and felt Jenkins’ strong hand grip my arm gently and she guided me carefully to and into the carriage. I sat beside Bella and we held hands, more for the sake of.