When I stop his hands run over my body and he says "Not good enough, follow me"He opens the front door and I follow him in.I stop and stare just insid... the door. The room before me is filled with books, paintings, dark lustrous wood for the walls and a light colored wood on the floor, with what had to be designer one of a kind furniture, all heavily built to last yet with tapestry like coverings of bright lit woodland scenes inhabited by man, b**sts and mythical creatures intertwined and. I stood up to pull down my jogging shorts. As the waistband slid down my hips it pulled my erection down with it, causing it to bounce back up like a diving board as I slid them down my legs to kick them off.Christine sat up to watch me undress as she smiled seductively. A smile I had never seen before from her, but had fantasized about. She laid back to open her tan thighs for me, exposing the pleasure I was about to savor.I knelt at the foot of the lounge chair, moving my face to the pleasure. Suddenly the girl undressed and that guy inserted his tool from her back at a second, they fucking wildly. She fully astonished and shouted me that you are watching porn movie in every evening and she rushed to inform my mother. I was blocked her in front of my room door and begged for apologize. She did not hear my words and keep fighting me to leave her. For controlling her I slapped on her cheek and she fell down. She started crying then I continued apologize; she did not stop her crying.I. I was afraid that if I waited for the weekend that you might have something going.” We both fidgeted for a moment or two.“Dad, I’ve been wanting to come and talk to you,” she said. “I know about the letter you wrote to mom and dad. I know I hurt you, I mean what you overheard me saying to my friend, Jill. It was just stupid talk, daddy, really.”“It’s okay,” I said. “Now, I really was getting emotional. I’m okay now. It’s all good.” She nodded.“Thanks for that,” she said.“So, how are your mom.