She could feel his tender kisses on her cheeks and lips, then wandering down her neck. She could feel each of his legs as they moved from her hips and...were placed between her legs, spreading them wide. She lifted her legs as she always did for him. She could feel his cock sliding into her pussy ever so slowly. He was making love to her. She wrapped her arms around what appeared to be thin air and hugged him tight. She could feel his face and kissed his cheek. Tears began to come again, tears. “It’s only until Monday though isn’t it?” Billy asked.Jerry was hesitant. “Yes,” she responded eventually.Billy watched her walk away after they kissed again; walk away to join her boyfriend in bed. He suddenly realised that she hadn’t removed his cage but he just shrugged his shoulders. Jerry was eager to get into bed with Ian, he thought.A few minutes later he climbed the stairs to have a nap before dinner. His ears strained as he lay there trying to pick up the sounds of their fucking but. My major task was scrubbing the keel and underwater parts of the hull, to remove the weeds and barnacles. I donned scuba gear for this, but my hands were soon scraped raw from the barnacles. Jeannine and Meredith busied themselves with the rigging and sails. It was Meredith himself who looked after the catering and chandlery for the boat, not leaving it to my wife, who had volunteered.That Friday, the day before the regatta began, our chores all completed, Jeannine and I lunched at the Tabanca,. . yet ... that had featured fleetingly in my most private fantasies. My biggest, all-consuming fantasy had already been fulfilled and continued to be fulfilled by my beautiful daughter. Not only was she my daughter, now my lover, but also my mistress.I’d obey David’s every command immediately. At first I thought my choice in the matter had been totally vanquished by the application of instant punishment when I hesitated. I’ve since come to realize that any hesitation was merely a trained.