I whimpered, my pussy squeezing down so hard on his shaft.Then my orgasm erupted through me. My cunt spasmed on his dick, milking out the last of his ...um. I spasmed on him, my bowels writhing about my fingers. I jammed them in deep, loving the feel of them in my backdoor while my pussy convulsed about his cock.My pleasure surged through me. Carried me to incestuous heights. I savored kissing Daddy, loving him as I trembled atop him. My orgasm reached its peak. I held there for one glorious. ” He sat down next to me on the bed and started to apologise for cumming so much. I reached over to grab some tissues, put them in his hand. “I don’t mind at all, I’m just pleased you enjoyed it.” As he was wiping his cum off my breasts he said it was a very special day and he enjoyed every minute. He gave me a tight hug and told me it had been the best day of his life. He asked me not to share with his dad all the different things we did. I assured him I could be trusted. It was just between. "To say the least." God says."But in the shows I watched growing up, the hero would always find a way to win. The villains, and the bullies, they'd never see it coming. The hero would find a new source of strength, a new meaning to what he had learned, or a new resolve, and win the fight." Joshua explains."Interesting. And what's the new way you'd win?" God asks."I don't know. I can't talk to my weapon for insight. I can't call on the people of the planet to lend me their strength. I can't find. My heart sank. She wasn't interested. Probably thought her new landlord was a creep. I dumped the case and my jacket inside, and on impulse headed over to the gym. All was quiet. Then I noticed one of the belts, a three-tongued tawse, draped over the end of the chaise. I picked it up, wondering just what had been going on, when I heard the door to the flat opening. I looked at Laura steadily. She was wearing old blue jeans and a t-shirt. Both were on the tight side. She looked fantastic. And.