Our friendship ended on a note of betrayal. It’s the usual story of another woman liking him and using every trick to destroy any possibility of ou... bottled up sexual energy transitioning into new found love. So we stopped working together and that was the end of our tale. So now here we are three years later, casually standing at the fruit stand with a charge of visible sexual energy between us.I turn to face him. There he stands before me not having changed much since the last time we saw. You're not getting it. It's lower" she whimpered, and moved my hand over her bush. Holy shit. My beautiful daughter began rubbing her ass against my fully engorged cock again; this time with renewed fervor, as she guided my hand over her pussy, applying pressure on my middle finger until I found in buried inside of her wetness. I didn't know what to do, but knew that as horrible as I must be, I didn't want to, no, couldn't, stop. "Are you sure about this baby?" I asked her, praying the answer. ..your breathing doesn’t sound too well.” I nod my head. He leans into my neck, biting me hard and says “Daddy wants you to ride his dick, be a good little girl and ride daddy’s dick, hard.” His breath quivers. I roll back on top pulling down his boxers, and slide his very erect dick inside of me. “a-ah..” I begin to rock back and forth slowly but roughly. I lean down into his ear and moan “like this daddy..” his hands grasp each side of my hips and breathes out heavily “yes, exactly like that. She was able to feel even more of him that way."God, you're going to make me cum," he whispered.Her eyes flew open. She couldn't let him cum in her! However, she did not stop humping back at him. What could she do?She closed her eyes to think. Her mind envisioned herself laying on her back in a hospital room, knees up, giving birth to his child. The scene then jumped back as if on super-fast rewind on a VCR, to her sitting, crying and holding her round baby-filled tummy. Rewinding again, she.