As I walked up my street an ambulance sped past me, sirens blaring. I took another swig of whiskey and thought no more off it, until I turned into the...complex driveway and seen a cop car outside. Dread fell into the pit of my stomach, I hated any kind of scene, I tried my best to keep my head down and walk in without looking when I heard someone call my name. "Mason, thank fuck you are all right." Came a voice from the front door. "Myles!, what the fuck happened here?" We don't know the full. She looked at her father through a glaze of lust. Her butt gyrated, masturbating her clit against her father's finger. The pleasure was so good the girl pumped her cunt more firmly."Oh, yes! Oh, yes, Dad ... rub it! Rub my clit, Dad ... ohhhh, it feels good! Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Don't stop ... ohhhh, nooo ... don't stop, don't ever stop!"But by now John's cock was about to explode in lust. It throbbed, big and swollen inside his pants. It strained at his zipper. It wanted out, wanted to. Die Dusche war ein altmodisches Gerät, in die Wand eingelassen. Es tropfte ständig Wasser heraus. Ein mächtiger Schwall kühlen Wassers ergoss sich über Sarahs ausgestreckte Arme. Dann trat sie einen Schritt nach vorne und ließ das Wasser auf ihre Brüste prasseln. Sie schloss die Augen und streckte die Hände bis zum Duschkopf empor. Sie dehnte ihren ganzen üppigen Körper und genoss die Kälte, die ihre großen Brustwarzen zusammenzog und hart werden ließ. Auf Zehenspitzen stehend, die Arme immer. ‘You look tired mom, party a little too much?’ asked my daughter. ‘Yeah honey, I had a few too many drinks, but thankfully Jim was driving so I was safe. I think I am going to clean up and go to bed. Thanks for watching over your b*****rs,’ I told her. I felt like shit lying to her, but there was no way I could face the truth. After showering, I went to bed and got up the next morning. I did my best to get through the day at work, and have dinner ready by the time the k**s got home from.