I slowly walked in my bedroom my heart pounding even faster as I got nearer my husband who didn’t have a clue his wife was behind him, the slut he w...s fucking was still moaning and making way to much noise, oh fuck oh fuck, yeah, right there, oh fuck she wailed out while my hubby fucked her hard on MY bed. I walked behind my husband and quickly grabbed his cock as hard as I could and pulled it free from the slut’s pussy, my husband was so fucking scared, stuttering he said hi honey, What the. When you're a single man there are lots of things about raising a girl that make life interesting. You have to deal with all her "girly" needs, but you have to be a big, tough guy too. I don't think it works that way for a single woman. Nobody expects her to be a man, or do man things. She may do those things, but nobody EXPECTS her to. A single dad, on the other hand, is expected to be sensitive to his daughter's feminine needs, and "be there for her," (whatever the fuck that means.)And think. Brown Horse drew his knife, instead, and waded in on the side of the dogs. Otto also moved in closer and drew his pistol. He managed to kill one of the Indians who was trying to bash in Brown Horse's head with a tomahawk, and, shortly thereafter, Brown Horse returned the favor with his knife.Meanwhile, the dogs were on a roll. There was only one Indian left, and he was trying to defend himself with a tomahawk against Amy. She just couldn't get past the expert swings by the Apache, so King got. After dinner I lay on my bed thinking of Mom Chris even Annabelle and finally Millie,I rang Mom and asked Chris if was there ‘no’ came the reply I asked where hers hands were ‘about to go into my blouse’ I asked her to remove her blouse and bra a few seconds later ‘done’ I asked if she would remove her skirt and panties ‘on the floor I’m lying on my bed’ I asked her to stroke her breasts and rub her clitoris. My fingers with a mind of their own pulled up my skirt and slid under the elastic of.