As I was getting ready to go, she finally stumbled out.I pointed. “Coffee is in the pot with mugs above the maker.” The creamer packets and sugar ...ere still on the table. She poured a cup and sat down to doctor it. Even after a couple of sips, she was still sitting in a kitchen chair sort of huddling her own misery. I said, “You look happy this morning, Princess.” There was some sarcasm in my voice.She just grunted. I said, “I’m going to church. Try to stay out of trouble while I’m gone.” I. .. my fingertips run circles around my nipples as I think about them, about Stephen making love to his daughter, bringing back so many memories. I spread my legs and my hand slides down my tummy. When I look down I can just barely see the top of my labia, forming a neat squiggle line cresting the landscape of my lower torso. My fingers are now there, and slide down... mmmmm, it feels so good, daddy, when you touch me there.I think of my younger self, laying in the tub just like I am now,. The red wheals of earlier had either faded or turned purple, now the rich spectrum was added to as the women thrashed him, their pussies bulging with pleasure.He cried like a baby as the audience of women laughed and sneered at his humiliation. He writhed and nearly shot his mess after the black haired one ceased for a moment, leaving him pulling vainly at his bonds, his arse and legs on fire. The redhead moved in front of his face and had the panting male snort at her shaven and aroused. She was now coming. He himself did not "come", but he did end up feeling an overall warmth and spasm throughout his body. Even though his ears were covered by the inside of Marlene's thighs, he could still clearly hear both of these women moaning. He was extremely proud of himself. To think that less than a week ago the state of his sex life was uncertain.Chapter 54The three of them now laid in a huddle on the bed. Each of them was naked, and covered in each other's fluids and sweat . None of.