I was sure that I would explode eventually. Daddy started to thrust slow and deep. My pussy lips rolled evenly across his long rigidness as he backed ...ut and pushed into my hot wet orifice. He pressed my back against the shower wall as he held my leg at my knee’s bend. My foot rested on his shoulder as he moved slowly against my body. Long slurping sounds resonated from my pussy as Daddy slid in and out of me. It felt so wonderful to have him inside me.Suddenly, Daddy stopped and let his hard. Pride in her looks, pride in her smarts. It’s the only thing that keeps her going in a city of eight million, waking up at an ungodly hour of the morning, showering and enduring the horrors of the subway, all so she could walk into a cubicle with the expectation that one day, all her hard work would pay off. As she slips into her skirt and business suit, the thought occurs to her that she’s a masochist for forcing herself to go through with it. Why not lay down? Why not take the day off and go. Kate had taken the car and went to get some last minute gifts. Kate’s aunt, her father’s sister was in town and would join us on Christmas Eve as well as her mother’s brother, Jack. I had paid a local catering company to deliver and set up the food in the dining room on the day of the party. As I laid back on the sofa, it seemed like every detail was taken care of. I’m not sure if I was sleeping or dreaming but I was positive I heard Michelle’s voice. “What are you waiting for, baby.”, in. At first when Brian confronted her about taking him along to the party, Louise reacted with the careful deliberation and poise possessed by all older sisters; she snarled, swore and threatened violence, before storming out of the room. Brian smiled at all this, telling himself that she would thank him one day for protecting her from getting a reputation. It was probably this ability to indulge in self-delusion that made him overlook just how downright cunning and cruel his sister could be when.