When I went inside Mom saw me crying and I told her the story about Jeff going again to the Middle East. As always, she was there for me. She hugged m... and told me if it is meant to be, it will happen. **** Life went on. I did everything I could, to keep busy. I continued taking courses to advance my nursing career. I was being the best nurse I could be and when not working, I spent my time with my little girl. She was developing her personality, crawling and was just a happy little baby. I. Looking back toward the highway he could see the orange flashing of a cars hazard lights and the muffled sound of distant voices. Realising there had been some sort of accident Drew headed for his F250, knowing that some one may have been hurt. It was a long way for help, 50 miles one way to town 60 the other. He clambered in to the pristine truck, a present he had bought himself to try and cheer himself up after Dianne had died, and took off down the drive. As he approached his gateway he. He smiled his welcome, but then, frowned his askance at the look on her face.“Candace?” I said. I didn’t know which of us looked the more concerned.“Just visiting, Dad, like we planned,” she said, “lunch.” She sounded earnest, something.“Dad? Not Father?” I said.“Hmm, uh-yes, I forgot,” she said. She clearly had something serious on her mind and I figured it to be not good news for me; well, experience teaches.“Hmm,” I said. “You seem ... something.”“No, no, I’m good,” she said. “So, how are. The dinner bell wrung and we went to the house.I was anxious to have as much sex as possible. It was wonderful. Over the next week I had fucked and been sucked by three more of our young slave girls. Then one evening I looked into the library and there was Jessie, naked, squatting on her knees, with her lips wrapped around Father's cock and her hands were behind his ass. He held her head and fucked her face hard, fast and deep. He spotted me and waived me into the room. Without stopping.