Where I’d made my mistake with Becky. Where I’d committed to a course of action with Jennifer while lying to myself about having a choice. Where I...��d done the same with Bethany.All of that would have to wait for my journal. In the here and now, I had, unintentionally, made a choice which had changed the flow of events in the thread of the multiverse I was in. That thought, even though it was put into my mind by Cindi, and my feelings, which I was sure Cèlia had detected, had led, inexorably and. “Dad,” Taylor said. To his surprise, she was walking in the room, over to the other side of his bed. Then she pulled off her shirt, revealing a purple silk bra, showing off her beautiful tits. “I think it’s only fair that I get to watch you.” “Taylor, what the hell?” he exclaimed. She climbed onto the side of the bed that hadn’t been used in years. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” This whole situation was insane and his thoughts were running wild. “Daddy,” she said, with gentle. "HARDER! HARDER! FUCK ME HARDER!"Bobby did just that, slamming his cock powerfully into his mother's quivering rectal sheath as he finished coming."UNNHHHGGGGGGHHHH! MOM! FUCK!!!" he yelled, emptying his balls into her creamy ass.Even after Bobby's prick had stopped squirting up inside his mother's butthole, he kept fucking her tight clinging, sperm-filled ass unmercifully. He reached under and thrust three fingers into her sloppy twat, feeling his cock still stabbing her ass through the thin,. She had left her old uniforms in the closet. I grabbed her most formal French maid outfit, and tried it on. Unbelievably, it fit me perfectly. It was the short one that she only wore at informal parties like Halloween. I had to use some of my own heels, and seamed stockings, but I was soon every man's fantasy maid. Even the apron and little hat that helped accentuate my new perm were fun looking.I walked out into the doorway between our entry way and the living room, and stood at attention.