“You... took care of her.”“She is my daughter,” I said, a flush spreading up my face. She knew that I'd popped Sam's cherry. My daughter must ...ave told. That secret couldn't get out, but... Courtney didn't look disgusted but... aroused.I definitely had to edit them on Friday. However, I had to think about my three uses a day with care, plan it out. I still needed to fix the mayor and the city council today. They had to be more caring about the homeless problem and other progressive issues in. I pulled her up and onto my straining erection, and she moaned into my mouth.She scrambled off of me and pulled at my shorts. As she pulled them from my ankles, I pulled my soaked t-shirt off and she pushed me back down. She took my cock and pressed it against her pussy lips, letting out a deep-throated moan as it slipped inside.The rain clattered down on the tin porch roof as she rode me frantically, water droplets spraying from her hair. I pushed up into her, arching my back and pulling her. Fred replied “Sorry Phillip, we cannot say anything, like Tina, we do not have permission to tell you anything yet. I will say it is good, not bad, news!”Phillip walked away shaking his head.At 10.15am Andrew and Xena knocked on his door. Xena had a tray with three coffee’s. They saw the half cut cake from last night. Xena asked “Whats with the cake Grandfather?” in a smiling I knowing voice.Phillip replied “No one tells me anything. Tina, Helena and Fred told me they do not have permission or. I guess that somewhere along the line I missed that boat.Oh, sure, I had plenty of sex, but frankly it just wasn't that good. Now? Good. No, 'good' misses what I'm trying to say. Something about the way it works between me and this guy – he's caring and considerate and 'OMG where did he learn THAT about me?' And it's not something that's the all too frequent part of the progression from the beginning to the end of the party or the natural outgrowth of 'girl, you NEED to try these jello shots'.