" I love you Ash," I said."I love you too," said Ashley. "Thank you so much for coming into my life..."Our lovemaking that evening was slow and delibe...ate. Every time I came Ashley was doing her best to get me going again. It never took all that much and soon I was inside of her again. We made love like that for four hours. We then quietly left, got in the limo and held one another all the way back to the house. I carried Ashley up to our room and made love to her one more time before we. As I finally slipped free, I inspected Mya’s well fucked hole which was now reddened, swollen and leaking cum. I removed the handcuffs and climbed onto the bed, pulling her up with me by the hair. I laid back in a relaxed position as Mya remained in a submissive pose, her knees tucked up under her body and her face pressed against the bed. “Mmmm,” I moaned, admiring my recent handiwork. “Spread that ass. I want to see the slutty little asshole that I just fucked.” Mya did as ordered,. And I cupped mother’s breasts through the brassierre, feeling their fullness.“No. I told you – I’m your mother…Stop it son. Let’s stop this and I wont tell it to your dad.” Her voice was loud. She tried to free but I held her firmly. My right hand entered the front of her brassierre. I played with her right nipple until it stiffened. “thats right, if you let me fuck you, I wont tell dad. I promise you will love my cock better than Swami’s, touch my cock!” and I placed her hand on my cock.“No.”. My father saw the look on my face and he promised to coach the young lawyer every step of the way. Bess was still not convinced until I asked her to list everything she could think of that would make this deal wrong for Sarah. She couldn't list a thing but finally muttered that it wasn't right for a single man to raise a teenager. I asked her what about all of the fathers raising their teenaged daughters after the mother had died or left the home. Bess didn't say anything else.My father finally.