My uncle looked at my dad and started to say something, but he got scared and left.My dad looked me in the eyes and said son, do what is best for you....Don't do it for your mom, uncle or your wife, do it for yourself. Then just like that he walked out got in his car and left. My dad had always been that way, he always got straight to the point and always did what he thought was right. Now with everyone gone, I was left to deal with the slut.Okay Janice, how do we handle this divorce nice and. You cum in a body heaving orgasm, splattering your nectar all over my face and bouncing violently on the bed. I lick your pussy lips as you come to rest, breathing hard, shivering and twitching. "Thank you. Thank you," you say, out of breath. I stand and wipe my face off with my shirt. You are sweating; tears have run down your cheeks; your nose is running; and you cannot catch your breath. With the fingers of my left hand I hold the apex of your slit and pull it up towards your. "Maybe we can do something that includes Katie."I think you and I should be hanging out with people our own ages, Nathan."I've tried finding someone my age and haven't had much luck. Remember, I refuse to prostitute my ideals."I know. It's tough finding a guy my age, too ... I think you are a very nice young man, Nathan. You will make some woman happy some day."The girls my age are so shallow. Weren't we making each other happy the other night?"I admit I was having a good time. Too good a. Fuck yourself for daddy."His words caused the creeping orgasm to leap forward, caused it to nearly explode, the heat of them and their meaning sending shockwaves of lust coursing through her. But they also reminded her of the taboo being broken, of what she had been raised to believe was wrong and right, and so the orgasm screeched to a sudden halt just short of explosion.Meanwhile her body was not slowing or hesitating. Her hips rocked, her ass jumping off the bed to stuff her pussy along the.