The warmth within her was less intense, but it seemed to be spreading from her womb throughout her body. The chains seemed to be growing warm– almos... hot– in her hands. She looked around her. Something was different. She could clearly see the huts that made up the living quarters and work areas. That couldn’t be. She had doused all outside lighting so she could be alone beneath the stars. The buildings should be lost in the dull grayness of starlight and moonlight, but instead they were. I had to find out what was going on, so I headed down stairs. When I entered the kitchen I saw my dad sitting at the table, his hands holding his face. I stood there for a minute confused, wondering what the hell was going on. Slowly, I walked to stand next to my slouching father. I placed my hand on his back, "dad, what's going on? Why did mom leave like that"? He looked up at me with sad eyes, "I messed up Chris, I messed up bad and she's gone", putting his hands back over his face.. ” My right hand was functional, and although I had very little range of motion due to the upper-arm cast and sling I was able to point the phone in the right direction and touch the screen to trigger the shutter.She threw the sheet back so that I was fully exposed and then did as I’d asked; I shot several shots of her hand in various positions on my cock as she stroked me, and a few more with her also fondling my balls in her other hand. I even caught the glistening precum that was trickling. Not blatantly, but I was a dentist and I did have access to some strong sleeping aids. It was settled, I'd do it tomorrow. I couldn't wait.I went to bed before my wife came home. The next day, Saturday, I ran to my office where I grabbed the portable sleeping gas and a fresh mask. Then my moment of shear brilliance, I booked a horseback ride for two for around 6:00 p.m. I was aware that my cock was big and thick and if I actually went through with fucking my daughter's tight pussy, hopefully.