On those mornings, my father would walk in on me while I was in the shower. He would pretend to not be there just to stare at his naked daughter. I wo...ld pretend I wasn't trying to seduce him. As I got ready to leave, he would stand by the door frame. I pretended I had to brush my moist, hard, aching nipples, pussy, thighs or ass against him. He would pretend not to notice me or his hard dick making the tent in his pants. It was a game we both played to see who would crack first. It was a game. It was a good job it was the early hours of the morning because as I helped Caroline into the house her dress was still pulled down below her tits and she had cum running down her chest. The taxi driver had really emptied a massive load. We came in through the back door into the kitchen and as soon as we did I pushed Caroline down onto her knees. I was still to cum that night and my cock was aching. She quickly pulled my cock out and began going to town on it. Normally I have to put my hands. After our three-way with Tessa, we added one another to Facebook and exchanged numbers. We'd hook up every so often on the low. Now you may be thinking it was wrong for me to bang the best friend of my fuck buddy, but what was my fuck buddy doing on her dates? Kristy did online dating. There were a few first dates where she'd call me up afterward, and I'd nail her. What about the nights she didn't call? Could I trust her word that I was her only partner? Needless to say I didn't trust her, and. “I’m getting good at encouraging people to talk.”“I’ll have to remember that.”After dinner they headed towards the casino. James decided to challenge himself. “Dad, have you got a twenty?”“Sure.”He handed it over and James bounced into the bright lights and glitz, while his father rolled his eyes and followed. James walked over to the machines but saw a better opportunity. Sitting at the entrance to the casino, designed for the sole purpose of attracting the casual passerby, was a $2 Blackjack.