She was in a strange bed in a strange house. She saw Daniel and smiled."Good morning, Mrs. Sanders. A biscuit?" He presented it to her.She liked the s...und of her name. She sat up in bed and was surprised that she was still in her wedding clothes."You fell asleep on the ride home," Daniel explained.She took a biscuit. "Sorry." You were tired. I was simply happy that I got to bring you home here instead of dropping you off at your Papa's home."Esther smiled. He always had the right words to. "You're marvelous, Laura. You make me feel so good when I can make you feel good and you always let me know that you're having fun." I don't think 'fun' even begins to capture it. Rapture is more like it." She then whispered in my ear, "I have my monitor here on the night stand. Can you set your alarm and snuggle with me for a couple of hours? I hate to go home right now." Sure I can. Come over here and let me get you comfortable." I set the alarm and brought her into my spoon. I can tell you. I glanced over at Daddy. His chest rose and fell. He looked over at me. Our eyes met for a moment and cries burst in my mind of me gasping and moaning as he fucked me. My pussy clenched as the heat rushed through me.Why would I think of something so kinky?It was so wrong. He was my dad! A girl shouldn’t think of her father like that, but the flashes kept bursting through me. Moments of him thrusting into me. My twat clutching to his dick. Cumming on him. A burst of rapture that would explode. Cheryl rolled him over and he haltingly grunted, "This isn't the end of this." No?" Cheryl responded with a cheery smile — and kicked him in the sack again."Let's let the soldiers clean this place out." Good idea," Cheryl laughed. "They aren't going anywhere."The man on the floor choked and sobbed pitifully, unable even to grasp his aching balls this time.The returning group of four bandits met with a rude surprise, in the form of Donnal's heavily armed troupe of well-trained warriors. Needless.