Austin: And?Zack: What shape is round?David(Me): A circle...Zack: Exactly.Austin: ...Austin: What the fuck are you talking about?Zack: You take the bo...tle down, you pass it around in a circle, and when the bottle getsback to you, you put it back on the wall.Austin: Why would you put an empty bottle back on the wall, Zack?Zack: It's called recycling, Austin.David(Me): Wow...Three of them: ...Zack: 99 bottles of-David and Austin: Shut up.(20 minutes later)David(Me): What are you doing?Austin: I'm. Ramps for a wheelchair and doors wide enough for the chair toget through, handles in the bathroom and all the rest were built. Themoney spent and used to drive him to work was much less than the hugeamounts spent in the home where Dad had been living. Dad was just glad tobe home with his wife and princess.The holiday season was quiet around our house. Dad was happy being homeand being able to spend everyday with his daughter. Mom loved doting onher husband but it had only been two weeks that he. Hell no, it was that I was jealous. Why couldn't I be the one force feeding her my cock? We had raised our daughter to be free to do and be anything she wanted. I was somewhat surprised that she turned out to want to be a submissive sex slave, especially considering her mother's "liberated" attitude and absolute refusal to play any games like that with me. Just hearing my little girl cumming hard and seeing the smile on her face after a session with her master was enough to make my cock stiff. We got increasingly turned on. Jasmine removed her top so I could suck on her breasts, especially after she dipped her nipple into the great tasting liqueur. My shirt went next, and then we were nude, and then she straddled my lap and tucked my large erection deep into her body.Jasmine rode me in the chair as we fucked and made love, the liquid fire of the drink adding spice to our lovemaking. I’d warn her when I was near, and she’d back me down for a few minutes, and then we’d take things back.