He popped one of the films into the player and decided the next time they settled down to watch a DVD together he would make sure he selected the titl... and would produce one of these two new titles and then he could ask when she had bought them.In the glowing light of the TV; he settled down as naked as he was born; his cock already semi hard from having watched his wife's horny show in the bedroom; the TV flickered into life as a woman dressed in a mini skirt and blouse walked through a park.. Maybe he wouldn't look at her this way, she thought, if he hadn't already had that big rod in her, if he hadn't pumped her ecstatic pussy full of his juice just a few minutes ago. But her father was a realist who understood that the damage--if any--had already been done. Now he was reacting as any other horny man with a new, young piece of ass waiting for him, and the fact that she was his own daughter was making it better for him. He said, "Damn it! It doesn't seem real, but I've been doing. My heart pounded as Melissa poured out her story. Her conflicts were so closely attuned to my own. I desperately sorted through my own turmoil, groping for the right words to express what I felt. Just as before, I wanted to tell her just how much I wanted her, needed her, and always had.More than that, I felt so submissive to her; I would have done anything she asked of me at that point. Once again, the words would not come. Then it occurred to me; this time, they wouldn't have to. I gently. Over the past month Anthony had started to develop a feud with his newneighbour, a woman by the name of Claire Hughes. It had started whenClaire had paid someone to cut down the tops of the lovely fir trees thatAnthony had been nurturing on the side of the garden. She had done itwhilst he was out and couldn't object and when he went round to complainshe told him that they were cutting off her light and she could do whatshe wanted. A row had ensued. A week later her boyfriend first started.