He pounded me for about a minute and then he groaned with pleasure. He did this about every thirty minutes. It was hard to get much cleaning done. I k...ew when he was about done with me for the day when he would come behind me and pull the zipper down of my uniform. He would pull the dress down and let it drop to the floor and I would step out of it and then he would lead me to one of his spare bedrooms and pull me down on him and I would give him the best blow job that I could.When this was. They came up to kiss again, running their hands along each other’s bodies, the water making them hot and slippery.”Fuck me daddy!” Emily cried, writhing in bliss and hungering for his huge cock.”Not here sweety, I want to fuck you like I should have done years ago,” he replied, picking her up in his strong arms and carrying her from the bathroom to his bedroom where he threw her on to the bed, them both still dripping wet. They kissed passionately, Emily started to stroke and pump her dad’s. She was grounded for the entire day. Which meant no television, no telephone,and no computer until morning; which after her ordeal, Chloe could live with.She wonted to go to bed. Her body hurt too much. She went and took a showerand went to sleep, this time without anything on. Arriving into her room, sheslipped under the sheets and begun dreaming. The next day she woke up around, remembering what happened last night shegot turned on. The best thing about a day like this was the fact that her. Didn't happen. In fact, things only became worse after the baby arrived. Susan no longer ran around naked; she wasn't even wearing pretty things anymore. Instead she had taken to sporting baggy sweats and other frumpy "mom clothes," as he came to think of them.Even on those rare occasions when he could drag her out to dinner, she still wore boring things.Following the birth of their son, she had worked hard to get her body right back into jaw-dropping shape. She still looked great in her boring.