You know the sort of thing bread, butter, cereal, tea, milk, coffee, and baked beans. Yeah thanks. No, it's no one you know. Friend of a friend, I sai... I'd look in on her and I discover she's ill with the 'flu. Could you. Thanks, you're a star."With food supplies sorted out, I got back to her flat. She was still asleep. A gentle knock on the door heralded the arrival of Alice. I kept her out of the room for now and we talked in the corridor."Thanks, she's sleeping for now. I think she's passed. As I stepped back however, so did she, pressing a little further into me. At this point I thought “Whynot?" It was worth a slapped face if I got the signal wrong and placed my hands on her shapely hips,holding her against me. She held my hands there. I was not wrong. This gig was getting a little moreinteresting.She ground into me and it took just seconds for my cock to respond. I pulled her closer to me,holding her hips firmly as my cock grew and grew against her. I was again surprised as she. His hand began to work faster, thrusting in and out of her tight hole over and over. Only pausing to add another finger inside her, stretching her hole again. He could feel her juices dripping down his fingers and onto his hand, as his cock twitched and throbbed. She was enjoying this too. 'Y-yes Daddy' She whimpered back, her hands gripping tightly onto the bathtub for balance as he fingered her. Her sex ached like she'd never felt before, her juices now flowing freely as he pumped into her. I’m impressed.”I suspected she didn’t tell him that I was arguing against pretty much everything she believed, but if she wanted to maintain the fiction, I wasn’t going to do anything to mess it up.“Yes, Sir, that’s true.”“Perhaps you would like to come to church with us sometime.”“Maybe, Sir. I’ll think about it and talk to Kara about it.”Kara came down just then.“Talk to me about what?” she asked.“I was just asking Steve to come to church with us sometime.”“Oh, OK. Sure dad, I’ll talk to him.