The father then married some young bimbo, and started a new family, after having successfully destroyed the old family.Dexter said, “That’s if the... expect their kids to come for visits.”“Unless they’ve moved in with their girlfriend,” Sarah said turning her attention back to her cell phone.“I don’t have a girlfriend,” Dexter said angrily hitting the steering wheel with the palm of his hand. It infuriated him to be accused of having stepped out of the marriage when he was the innocent one in. “That’s enough,” he said, breaking his silence. “Bend over for me.” I bent over the bed and spread my legs for him as he slid his cock inside my pussy. “Oh yes!” I exclaimed as he went deep inside my dripping cunt. His slow rhythm gradually built up to a harder pounding. He held my waist as his hips slammed against my body. He fucked me so hard, I felt as if he wanted to pierce right through me. I said nothing, only enjoying the sex-- the cold, impersonal sex, but it felt so good. He. "I did not see a curtsey younglady!" Yes Mother." Chelsea hated to have to curtsy. It was so, so childishand girlish. Oh, why must it be done? But Chelsea knew better than tochallenge mother. Soon the hem of the pretty yellow skirt was beinglifted and Chelsea was dipping in unison."Much better," said Mother.However, Darla, Chelsea's sister was not so kind. "You look like alittle sissy fairy doing that Chelsea, you're hilarious!" MOTHER! Make her stop!" Now Chelsea if you had done what you were. When I finally got out the tub it was late and I felt the cold night air against my wet skin, I don’t remember leaving any windows open but the breeze felt incredible, I reached for my towel but it wasn’t where I left it, maybe I left it in my room I shrugged and quickly made my way to my bedroom naked. As I reached my doorway I saw my towel lying on my bed, "of course" I thought. I reached to grab my towel from across the bed when I felt a firm grip on my waist, I begin to scream but a gloved.