I heard his footsteps come closer. Peeking through my lashes I could see the effort his cock was making at escaping his trousers. Opening my eyes, I ...ooked at my father. He looked at me. We stood silent there for a moment more before my hands started once again to work my pussy. “I want you Daddy” I said. I watched the final battle take place on his face before his baser urges won out. He wanted me. Walking forward, he knelt down on his knees. Sliding my panties down to expose my shaven mound,. " You cut yourself?" Dawn asked incredulously."No. No. I didn't just cut myself, like you did. You cut yourself to block out the pain. For me, the pain was too much. I tried to kill myself. I took a knife from my kitchen, and I stabbed myself in the gut. As soon as I did it, though, I was scared. I instantly regretted it. I felt my blood spilling out on the floor... I felt myself dying. It was... It was scary. It was damned terrifying. Luckily, Xander was on his way over, 'cause Giles sent him.. I helped her off the table and told her to bend over. “Oooh, yes,” she blurted as I entered from behind. Considering she had two young daughters, I was amazed and delighted that her pussy was so tight. I quickly got into a good rhythm, grasped her hips, and probed deeper with each thrust.Helen groaned louder and my powerful pounding had her clinging to the edge of the table. Her tits actually popped out of her dress at the very moment I gasped, “I’m close… oh, fuck, yes.”“Don’t pull out,” she. Arthur isn’t the only one in the family with feelings!”“It isn’t about feelings,” Mom joined in. “It’s about how you respond to criticism and what you are going to do about it. Annette, what do you intend to do with your manuscript?”“Rewrite it! I’ll show him!” Annette stood and dumped the rest of her food in the garbage and put her dish in the dishwasher.“And what are you going to do, Arthur?” she asked. I followed Annette to the garbage and dishwasher.“Paint,” I whispered.Annette and I headed.