I made him lay back on the floor of tub with me on top, still exploring his warmth. His hands were all over my back, pulling me close to him. In betwe...n the kisses I reached up and started the tap at the top of the tub, making sure that it wasn’t the hot water that he prefers but it was the chilling coldness that I do. As soon as the cold water touched him, he shivered slightly, making his embrace tight on my body. I drew my self up, kneeling in tub… to watch his expressions… he was looking. He was bigger than I thought and I gasped. He laughed again. "Now whose are you?" When I didn't say anything he started to fuck me hard. Pounding me, making my tits bounce. "Whose are you?" he kept asking. I was to scared? to say anything. Then he got harder and deeper. Until I came again. “I’m going to ask you one more time. Whose are you?" I looked him in the eye and said "Yours Daddy". “Oh yes. Your mine." he said as he fucked me again. I came 3 more times. That’s when he got off of me and. After two weeks I moved into Olga's bedroom and from Olga's bedroom it became our bedroom. The girls and I were developing a good relationship and I started reading stories to them, and play with them often. I became the good stepfather, as Olga forecast earlier. Olga's daughters became my daughters too.Stacey and Jessica became fond of me quickly, as Olga foresaw. I loved them the same way as my older kids. After my divorce my children came to visit us every second weekend and they arranged. The idea of her juices adding to mine drove me crazy. As I approached the tipping point I growled, “Fucking take it all” as I blasted into her.I fell to the side, breathless. My wife laid there for a moment and then reached over and began to stroke my half hard cock. She cooed, “I’m not done yet you fucker.” With that she got on all fours next to me and swallowed by dick. The thought of her cleaning me rod that must be covered in our cum instantly got me hard again.As her ass was near my.