. Dearest, I never had birthday parties when I was a girl. Patty did, I didn't. I used to think it was because of me, but I've come to realize it was ...y parents. They wanted me to be jealous of Patty. Can you see why?" Well... Oh hell, this sounds so sick! If you didn't like your sister, you'd be more isolated, easier to manipulate." Yes, exactly. If Patty and I didn't trust each other, didn't respect each other, we'd both be weaker, easier to manipulate." My gosh... Melanie, want to turn. Her pussy was so tight and it felt so good sliding into her. The idea that I was fucking my daughter made it so much nastier and erotic. The conflicting visions in my mind were amazing. On one hand she looked just like Dana, but on the other her pussy was so much tighter, and the slickness of David’s semen felt wonderful.Dana’s pussy had been feeling looser in the past half-year or so, and Caitlin’s tight vagina was squeezing my cock. Every time I pushed into her, she pressed back against me. That was fifteen years ago. She knew it but she still trembled as if her father was sitting in the dark living room waiting for her to come home. There was no one in the house now. It had been empty for nearly ten years. She stepped into the foyer and took a deep swallow, opting to leave the door open and welcomed the support of the bright spring sunshine outside. Silence pervaded the house, blanketing the kitchen and utility rooms and making her heart sound like a bass drum. Come on, Cassidy.. After that, I sent her some really explicit, e-mails telling her exactly what we'd I'd do to her if ever we met.I knew she lived in Bangor, in North Wales and in one of my message I told her I could drive up from Cardiff to be with her for a few days, if that was what she really wanted. She gave me her phone number and I called her. She said she really wanted to meet me and gave me her address and we made arrangements for me to visit that weekend. I arrived at her flat early Saturday afternoon,.