Mom knew what was going on, but did not care as long as he left her body alone. Meg would take her father for a ride in the car and park and strip nak...d and suck his cock and let him fuck her as many times as he wanted. Afterwards he would give her nice gifts. Her father had a lust for sex and wanted it all the time and meg loved the presents she got. Soon Meg was getting in the shower with him, and fucking him in their house constantly. She wore no bra and panties so he could feel her anytime. We had a decent agreement. She kept the house and, of course, the girls stayed with her. I had access to my daughters anytime I wanted. I saw them all the time and after the divorce, I kept in touch with them nearly daily. I paid child support but didn't pay any alimony. Brenda got paid well in her job. My kids did not go without. In fact, I probably bought them too much.Anyway, after signing the divorce papers I was really pissed and felt down. I decided to go see this asshole who was. I enjoyed showing him off.I particularly liked tight fabric around his chest and arms, like T-shirts that showed his guns; but in cooler weather I liked him in four-button Henleys.I had a thing about his underclothing. I made him wear silk pouch Brazilian briefs one size too large with his workout clothes. They made a nice bulge and gave him room, too. I had him buy patterned cotton briefs for his jeans. It was my rule he should be commando with dress slacks and sleepwear. As far as I was. "Your soft, smooth legs definitely want someone to stroke and caress them."Olaf was obviously enjoying Ben's touch, and was unconvincing asking him to stop.Ben took what was left of his strong, dark, German beer, and intentionally poured it on Olaf's crotch. "Oh no, it looks like you will have to come back to my hotel room and get cleaned up." Ben's lascivious smile was obvious to the nuns four miles away. "Oh dear. Am I gonna have to suck on your peepee, Ben?" Only if you want to, but I think.