I would have never cheated on him, though. I loved him too much to betray him.I never thought of myself as a looker either. I’ve always kept my mous... blonde hair short, which suited my strict librarian face. I’ve always kept in decent shape for forty-eight, though.Barry had that pathetic hang-dog look on his face whenever I denied him sex. I felt pity this time.“You know we haven’t had sex for a while, have we?” I said, pretending to be excited. “Okay, let’s do it.”Barry eagerly got out a. She remembered her dream, and then watching as her mother got fucked by the cock she had dreamed about.Fucked. That was the word for it. Jill wasn't used to thinking about things like that and using words like that. But now she knew what that word meant. It was a raw, sexual word, a word that brought to mind thick creamy sperm being flushed into a spasming pussy. Her own pussy started getting wet and she felt the tingle of being excited sexually.She let her hand wander down toward her uncle's. "I doubt that you would have given up because of some protocol if you really feared for her, as it's obvious you did. I don't buy it."She saw him quickly glance at Allison and then lower his head. He started to fiddle with the tape dispenser, and Abigail knew she'd hit it right on the head."Jaaack," she said slowly, "Why didn't you follow her?"Without raising his head, he quietly said, "I was about ready to pick up my stuff and follow her, but then I thought of you, and worried about what you. "Did I MAKE YOU HARD DADDY?" she asked again, more urgently now "Because YOU made me wet."it took me a few deep breathes to take in what my daughter had just told me. Me being horny had made my little girl horny. she backed me into the wall and leaned her entire body against me. I could feel her hard nipples on my chest through my shirt, god please give me strength, but god wasn't listening. she pushed hr body closer, pushing her pussy onto my leg, so her leg was inbetween my two. "can you feel.