All I could think of was that I was being fucked… and being fucked very well! All I could do was lay there and groan, my body being used, taking thr...st after thrust. And I was loving it, every second!And then all of a sudden, he was spurting cum into me, pushing me into my orgasm, sending my body into spasms. My hands tried to grasp, my arms to flail, only to be given inches of stretchy freedom and pulled back. I tried to flail my head, twist back and forth, held in one immobile position.When. It had been very good to see Emily again; she, Dave, and Shae stayed up until late, talking about the old days in Bradford, about friends, and what had happened to them. Dave felt it was a shame that Emily had to be heading back; it would have been fun to have her around longer, to get to know her a little more. Even more than Shae and Eve, she was a connection to the old days, when things were simpler, great things seemed possible, and life had much promise. Maybe someday, he thought, when. Gary nodded. “Yeah I’m a lot better and soon I’ll be able to really please this beauty right here,” he said squeezing Ginger’s hand. Ginger giggled and the Ben and Ethan laughed along with them.Just then there was a loud knock on the door. Ginger got startled and looked at Gary. “Were you expecting someone?”Gary shrugged. “Not that I know of.”Now the person was pounding on the door. Gary frowned. Ginger was going to the door but Ben stopped her. “Wait ... let me see who it is,” he said.He. Susan had clearly decidedthat he was still her daughter and to continue treating himthat way. If she hadn't, if she had rejected him, Paul knewhe would have been in trouble. He was sharp enough toappreciate that the only role open to him was that of herdaughter, however much he might wish it were otherwise.Paul had convinced himself he was adapting to the situation hefound himself in better than most men would have. Thatconviction started to slip a little when he found himselfsitting at his.