“Then take my advice and talk to you father. It’s very easy. We’ll go to a coffee shop and call your father from there. He can come meet us ther... and your mother will never know,” Terry said.“What if my mother answers the phone?”Terry rolled her eyes and said, “Tell her that you have car trouble.”“My dad will be charging over there in a minute,” Amanda said. The light went off in her head and she said, “That’s what you want.”“Yep,” Terry said with a grin.A half an hour later, Sidney walked into. I spoke yes so quietly I hardly heard it. Sarah stepped up into my arms and hugged me tightly. I could feel hot tears on my cheeks. You'd have thought after several years I'd have gotten over my cheating ex-wife. Evidently I still had some issues.When we broke apart I saw that Sarah had been crying too. That made me feel a little better inside, knowing my pain wasn't starkly alone. I hated that I had this pain inside to begin with and I hated that my children should suffer this pain with me. They were both beautiful girls and it was a wonder my zipper didn’t break from the sudden hardon I got. Mel asked me to flexed my muscles like bodybuilders do and I blindly obeyed and flexed one arm and then the other and then both. They leaned over and rubbed their hands over my chest and abs. then I flexed one pectoral muscle and then other. This fascinated the girls and asked how I did it. I told them with lots of practice and then I sat there and watched both girls trying to flex the. He makes me cum, I scream and hump him wildly, my fingers dig deeply into his bum as I try to draw him inside me, I can't help myself, I don't want this man to fertilize me, but I am powerless, my body is betraying me, as I lift my bum high into the air to receive his semen.He collapses on top of me, drained and weakened by his ejaculation, his cock inside throbbing and still titillating my vaginal cavity, filling me with his genetic code, combining with my own, surrendered meekly through my.