His cock skittered near my hole. Just before I reached down to steer it inside me, I felt it hit my cervix, he’d somehow found his own way in. I squ...ezed my legs closer together and wrapped my arms around him. “Kiss me while you fuck me, baby.” I never talked like that to my husband. I learned it chatting online. His tongue snaked into my mouth. His chest pressed against my boobs. I spread my legs again, suddenly wanting him as deep as possible. And then from not so far away I heard, “What the. “What just happen back there.” Ask Robert to the girls.“What happen you ask. What happen Rob it the biggest catastrophe of all time that freaking light fried my phone. It doesn't work.” said Melody“Come on Melody don't shout like that I was sure someone got hurt back there.” said Robert with his normal seriousness. Melody wouldn't let it go. For her it was a serious matter all her life was on that phone and right now it didn't work. She couldn't even put the power on.“Guys, guys get a look. “Well Daddy … I got a job as an Artists Muse”“A muse???” her father said as his false moustache fell into his tea.“Yes with Julian Beige the bete noir of the art scene” she said indignantly.“Funny I thought he was a screaming Queen either that or what was that expression that Melvin Bragg used about him on the South Bank show last month Mother??”“A low life sexual deviant with about as much right to live as a rabid cockroach with itchy ball syndrome, was the gist of what he said as I think”“. “I had thought I had broken my tail bone.”Not about to be beaten by that particular bit of solid biological waste, I responded with, “well my mom and dad not only made me clean up after my own birthday parties with just a pair of broken tweezers, they would also tie my hands behind my back and hire the Bee Gees to sing while I did it.”“Ouch, you win, Kenny,” she said as I tossed the last denuded chicken bone onto the styrofoam plate. “Where did you get that warped idea?”“Oh! Stories my father.