By the time she began to suck his cockhead, Bob was thrashing about on the floor, pumping his hips upwards and whimpering, and he spewed cum into her ...outh at the first hint of suction.“Jesus!” he gasped, settling back onto the comforter.Paige snuggled up against him, a leg draped over his, her breasts rubbing against his chest, and a hand happily fondling his softening cock. “Bob, I have a little confession to make.”“Oh, really? Who’d have guessed?”Paige ignored the sarcasm and continued,. Turning back towards her father, Simran, her face lit up with joy, sat on his lap, and wiggled her ass against his him as she hugged and kissed him in gratitude.Beads of sweat broke out on Prakash’s forehead as his hands came to rest on Simran’s thigh and hip. It was torture. He felt like squeezing her ass and pushing his hand up her mini skirted dress into her pink panties and fingering her choot as he ravished her tits with his mouth.Only his self control stopped him, from fucking her then. We went into the city to have dinner one Friday night. I sat in the backseat with the girls and listened to them bicker. Claudia was pissed about having to miss seeing her boyfriend and Cassie was pissed that I had to sit between them. Neil had placed me there as a buffer, I think.Neil gave me weekends off to do what I wanted; only Cassie didn't see it that way. She knew better than to come near me until I had finished my Saturday morning telephone calls to Shirley and Marcy, but after that I. Allen drove away.I parked my truck back in the barn. We closed the gate though with some difficulty. We all went inside.It had become a long, emotional day. Misty and I sat on a couch together holding each other comfortably. Opal came to us and crawled into Misty’s lap. Misty put her arms around her while held her. Opal said, “My mommy’s gone?”“Yes, dear.”“She left us?”“Yes.”“What was wrong?”Misty said, “She was opposed to allowing you, your brother, or herself to learn about guns. She also.