" "You're awesome, Dean!" says Chloe while leaning in for a half hug. "I'll even sweeten the deal by baking you one of my famous apple pies." "Awesome..." You help her carry the tripod to her car, your mouth watering at the thought of munching into her soft, warm pie. "Thanks Dean, I'll stop over Saturday afternoon about two o'clock and return everything," says Chloe before driving off. Now that she's gone you feel a little a little sick. You'd do almost anything for her, but that was a fucking. I longed for that feeling again, and had to pull myself away when I realized that I was moving back towards her bed. She's your daughter I told myself, you can't be thinking of her that way, besides, she'd never want an old man like you, even if you weren't her father, you'd never have a chance. I closed her door and made my way back to my own bedroom, stripping down to my boxers, I crawled into bed and fell asleep to the thoughts of how much I missed the companionship of a women, one that I. Just tired. And sick and tired of this bed,” she chuckled.Joe undressed and cuddled her. “Bring me your penis,” Essie scolded him. “It should always be hard around me.” Joe turned around and lifted her leg while Essie took his already enlarging penis into her mouth. Soon she got him fully hard, and sent his cock into her throat. “Fuck me,” she murmured after.Joe straddled her thigh and took her sideways. His thumb stroked her clit while her hands squeezed her tits. He kept it slow and she. “Ambush during a so-called truce,” the woman, Sulli, a hard faced enforcer for the gang, replied.“We heading into a war?”“We might if Rogg dies,” she muttered.“Best make certain he doesn’t then,” I replied as Cass worked her magic with the wand and the sealing gun.“Lot of internal injuries, but you can carry him to the treatment bay now. I have him stabilised,” she finally announced. “What did they stab him with; I don’t recognise this sort of wound at all?”“Some sort of homemade flail, but.