I was eager to make Sara cum as many times as I possibly could. Sara cried out as she orgasmed again, and I immediately removed my fingers from her pl...asure center. The pussy juice gushed out of her and soaked itself into her bedsheets. “Oh, Daddy!” she moaned. “You make me feel so fucking good!” “Now on your knees,” I instructed. “It's time to put more skin in that snatch of yours.” “But Daddy, I'm not on birth control,” Sara told me. “Mommy wouldn't be pleased if I got...” “That's okay,” I. "Stop peeking," Olivia admonished, running her hands over me once more. I closed my eyes and savoured her touch, wondering where on earth things were leading.After five minutes, I was more relaxed than at almost any time in the last ten years."Turn over," she told me. "I'll do your front."I rolled over, impatient to gaze upon her glorious form. Her expression was one of quiet determination as she openly appraised my lean physique. Both of her nipples stood proudly erect, evidence of her. They've guaranteed me they haven't lifted a finger at her so far, but that won't last, of course. “"I know those guys and they'll release her if I demand it. They know my reputation and they know what will happen if they don't follow my orders." "Is it true that your daughter has a birthmark right under her belly button?" asks Ashref."Yes," sobs Lisa. "But they didn't touch her, did they?" she screams."No, and I believe them too", Ashref calms her down."But that means it's indeed your daughter. That would end this. Of course, it would also end her son’s college career and possibly send him to jail. Plus, how would it look to find her sharing her son’s bed in the first place? She was now regretting not getting a hotel sooner, before they sold out all of their rooms.Lisa looked towards the window. While the blinds were now closed, she could hear the wind. There was a blizzard going on outside, which is why she was here in the first place. The weatherman had said it wasn’t supposed to.