Which I guess it was. And I felt warm and protective and sort of oddly strong, as if all the pain in my life had sort of trained me up and prepared me...to carry hers. I heard about her mother being drunk insensible most nights, but hey, that was OK because nobody knew, and sometimes her father hit her mother, but that was OK too because nobody knew, and how Dan was OK and approved as her boyfriend because he was a jock and went to the same church and his father was in the same clubs and because. ““You need her as well at times!”She laughed. “Yes. I need a woman’s touch sometime too.”“Well, you go and enjoy yourselves and if ever Becky feels to venture to the dark side I’ll gladly help out.”Amy’s laughter screamed down the phone. “If I thought she would I would gladly bring her along one night. I think we would have a great threesome.”“Amy Warren you are a very dirty girl,” I told her jokingly.“I’m a slut, dad,” she corrected. “A very dirty slut but I’m your slut, dad.”I was hard just. Without breaking eye contact she possession her hips over mine slowly descending on me. She pulled the lacy fabric protecting her vagina to the side just before her lush wetness started to engulf my tip. The moment it parted her hidden love hole, a sensation exploded through my body that heightened my sense of her hot dripping sex. Once she had the tip in she slowly descended the rest. with every inch she took her breaths became sharper. It seemed that the deeper I was in her the more I felt.. She gave the briefest of waves and turned again towards the house, but this time with a huge smile on her face. ‘Well well,’ she smirked, pleased with herself, ‘So Harry Salt is not completely immune after all.’ Harry was thinking along similar lines. ‘At least she wasn’t looking for an argument today, and she is a pretty spectacular, but was that for me, she can’t have me on her agenda…. can she? Don’t be a fool,’ he admonished himself, ‘there’s no chance.’ But however dismissive he might be,.