Her hostility probably wasn’t helping this impression, but it was part of her plan. It was the way she’d always intended to play it. Again though,...his eyes were on her “I guess,” pulling open the door, stepping aside, confused.The door opened, and she’d maintained the same hostile posture, passing him curt and brisk in the hallway. The smell of her perfume mixed with the unpleasant smells of his home. The hallway was wallpapered in what was probably once a cream, but had turned yellow with. “Hey, Lana,” I answered as we hugged, and I purposely kept my crotch away from her so that she wouldn’t feel my hard dick, but I SO wanted to thrust into her and French-kiss her. It was at that very moment that I knew that I was going to try to fuck my wife’s daughter.That night, Lana was still up when Laurel and I went to bed. My wife had fallen asleep but I was still awake when I heard the shower being turned on. My cock started getting hard as I thought about the water running down Lana’s. Before I could get up from my bed my dad entered the room. I switched on the lights.Me: (by covering my upper body with the blanket) what happened dad? Is there anything wrong?Dad: no dear its nothing wrong. I just came to have some words with youHe always used to call me dear or darling. I can see that he is very drunk than his usual and also he never used to come to my room after dinner. So I was very confused about the situation.Me: (still closing my body with the blanket) please tell me if. I know that you actually like cleaning up your own messes you pathetic slut so now I want you to eat my Bitch of husbands cum as well." Before fantasy version of myself can bring myself to eat another males sperm, I'm brought out of my fantasy by the sound of one of my fellow tenants incessant barking dogs. Disappointed I couldn't finish my fantasies I quickly take the two fingers out that were stimulating my prostate out with a sigh quickly drying myself off and with towel wrapped around my.