Now, to have her in my presence again filled me with joy, for my daughter had come home from college for the holiday break, her presence dispelling th... emptiness which typically filled the house. As we date dinner, I gazed upon her fondly. She reminded me so much of her mother: a similar frame, a nearly identical facial structure, the long fingers from years of playing piano, the expressive eyes… It was the latter which concerned me a little. Like her mother, her eyes were full of unending. However, there was one minor problem - Lisa had to work today, at the art gallery. The young woman always put in an eight hour shift on both Saturday and Sunday, unless her cheerleading schedule dictated otherwise. Though it would be nice to have weekends off, she needed the extra money and those two days were her only chance to work full shifts.But that itch still existed, and needed to be remedied in the worst possible way. Lisa was not the type to feign sickness and call off from work,. Jean wanted to question him, so I backed out of the way. My God, what that woman did to LaFrance had to be seen to be believed. In only minutes, he was blubbering like a baby and begging me to keep her away from him. There was no loose blood to worry about, but he was reduced to a Hell of pain in only minutes. He answered all of my questions with only the threat of Jean getting back to him. We quit with him by stabbing him in the heart with my stiletto to keep down the amount of blood that had. At this point she also was in the shops to buy some condoms for later on.After dinner the k**s went to bed and we were talking about old times. Soon enough Rosalyn and I were in each others arms. I forgot how good she was. In no time we were both naked and in her bed.I went down on her quiet quickly and she was rather wet. After Rosalyn came Rosalyn put a condom on my cock and mounted me. It wasn't long and I came filling the condom. We did it again the next day protected again before I.