“I don't think you can handcuff me to the bedpost,” she said.“Really,” he replied.“I don't think you can do it,” she said, “I'll fight y...u.”“When exactly did I threaten to do that,” Ritchie asked, somewhat surprised by the new line of conversation.Her arms were resting on his shoulders, he stepped back a little and grabbed her wrists, one in each hand.She looked at him, his hands were not big, but his arms were incredibly strong, she felt like she was in a vise, she struggled a little bit but. “Are you okay, honey? Are you regretting what we did?”SIA SMILED TO HERSELF. She loved making love with Dad and wanted to make love with him again. Every time she’d thought about it today it made her feel so good, more mature. She was Dad’s lover!She glanced up at him. “I loved it, Dad.”“You don’t regret anything, do you?”She drew his arm around her and caressed it. “Not one minute. I’d like to do it again but I’m a bit sore.”His expression softened, his dark hazel eyes liquid.“Sorry. I didn’t. "Greg! You wouldn't?" shrieked Kara, punching him in the side as he wascracking up laughing. "Don't you fucking dare!"As the swear words barely left her lips, the water splashed into theirface as Greg hurled them into the sea. He stood laughing hysterically asHunter came up from under the water wiping the salt water from his eyesas he got to his feet.He grimaced, ready to punch Greg in the face and then as Kara came upfrom under water, quickly jumped in front of her, turning his back. "You really like him don't you?" Barbara found that she was quite keen to talk about Darren, "I hope he's good to you?" Yea I do and he is. Its not quite so good though when it stops half way through." Sophie managed a half smile and Barbara noticed that she too seemed really quite tired and deflated. The bloom of an almost-orgasm was still thick on her cheeks and Barbara couldn't help herself when the thought came 'I bet she's as wet between the legs now as I am.' Barbara, the thirty-something.