I wanted to ask why she didn't do something about him, but she didn't even know how, I bet. I found my dad looking through the window like always, hol...ing a half-filled glass and yelling my name."I'm here, Daddy," I said softly."See your cunt." He leered at me and I had the sudden impression that Mom had been working him up for me. I don't know exactly how, but I could sure guess why."Do you want me to rub your leg, Daddy?" I asked him, fighting my revulsion down at just saying the words."I. Which later I had found out, was indeed the case. Tuva and Anneli were company owners and famous for their designs and frequently worked for Victoria Secret as freelancers and knew all kinds of world famous people including celebrating birthdays with ex-members of Abba and having occasionally sleepovers with the blond Abba lady on her island near Stockholm, I had heard later.I was looking forward to tonight’s season opening party, because that day I had noticed that some other people had. Hell, I’ve often screwed right through my periods. No babies to interrupt either. So, if we figure an average of once a day, and that’s real low in some phases of my life, that’s 365 times forty equals 14,600. It’s extremely rare that a cock that gets in me doesn’t shoot, and two or three loads per fuck aren’t uncommon, so let’s say 1.1 semen loads per fuck. The average volume is about 4 ml so let me do some work on a calculator.” [a few minutes later] “Well sweetie, your favorite pussy has. Oh right now I would love to feel his hands on my legs feeling them flow slowly up my legs to find how wet panties are. "I have more like this at home." I added. Teasing him and watching him struggle to keep himself from grabbing his manhood and pulling it out in front of me and offering it to me as a prize for getting him excited. "I would like to be in your company again this Friday night if that is okay with you Ms Kimberly." I couldn't believe how he put that. He was being submissive to me..