"Hi." I couldn't keep a tremor of nervousness out of my voice. He liked me yesterday, but would he still like me, in the clean light of a new morning?...e whistled. "Wow, you look good! Grown-up and sexy." He put a white paper bag on the table.I said shyly, "Thanks. Did you go shopping?" No, I went over to Chardsville to get something from my pharmacy. I thought I'd be back before you woke up. You were up late last night." I was?" I tried to remember what I did, watched TV or read a book or what,. "The people at the hotel said your family moved away from Northcroft whenyou were twelve. Now I can just about believe that you might have carrieda torch for your childhood sweetheart for more than ten years, but notthat when your marriage failed and you returned to your home town to putyour life back together you'd make no attempt to look him up." I fail to see what business this is of yours." It becomes my business, darling, when someone I love very dearly feelsshe has to lie to her own. Now my own daughter was doing the same thing to me and my cock didn’t take very long to respond, growing to its full length and throbbing beneath the threadbare fabric. “You didn’t think that I would figure out who you were on Lushstories?? For god sake daddy, you didn’t even bother to change any of the names. The first time I saw the site on your laptop in the living room I was hooked and couldn’t wait to read some more in my room.” Bailey confessed “even logged in as a guest I could go. " Make me your white slut." Drill my ass with that big snake." Pound my cunt with that black hammer."Trent then pulled out and she whined, "Noooooooooooo."She looked up at me, right into my phone and begged, "Shove that black cock in my white cunt. Fuck me in front of my husband like the white slut I am."He slammed back into her once hard."Aaaaaah, fuck," she screamed.For the next few strokes, he pulled out and slammed hard into her. Each time making my wife scream, but not allowing her to.