Her favorite form of masturbation was typically a monkey rocker or vibrators.Wendy got dressed, primped and returned to her office. Moments later she ...eceived a message notification.Jason: OMG! WHO DIS!KWen: I thought you might like a better view seeing that you were so interested earlierJason: You did this to me.Attached to the message was a dick pic. Wendy felt dubious about the dick pic. An unsolicited dick pic could offend or even disgust her. However, in this case the picture of Jason’s. ”“Good,” he said. “See you all next week at the same time, with your homework papers in hand!”We all shook his hand and went down to the car for the short drive home.“Happy Birthday, Jesse!” I said when we walked into the house.“I’m three!” he declared with a huge grin.“Yes, you are! Is dinner ready?”“Yes. And cake. And presents! I had a party at lunch! My friends were here!”“And it took me an hour to clean up the chocolate icing,” Veronica laughed from the doorway to the kitchen.“Who all was. Helpme. God would never forgive me what I've done." As I looked through our houseone last time I came across my late wife's bible and read the passages thatit was open on. The passages spoke of forgiveness. I took the cat out to the van and went back inside to open up all the gaslines I could find. The furnace thermostat was turned down slightly to fivedegree's cooler than the room was. Both Tara's and Colleen's cell phones werewith me, and as soon as the garage door opened up I drove out with. She let out a loud gasp but didnt ask me to stop. I could feel her getting moist and used both hands to take them off of her. Daddy, I dont know&hellip, Is this okay? She blurted out Do you want to feel good, feel how mommy feels? I responded Yes, was all she said and I continued. I firmly rubbed her pubic area just above her pussy and made my way down to her clit. It was so small it was actually hard to find, but eventually I pressed my finger into her clitoris. Maggies eyes got wide.