”“Did you tell them about us?”“No.”“Why not? Ashamed of me?” I was unaccountably annoyed.“No!” she said becoming animated. “It ......It didn’t feel like the right time ... I suppose that’s why I didn’t phone. I always ask if I can use the phone and I always say who I’m ringing. Always have.”“No big deal,” I said to lighten my own mood, but I was still unhappy.“I’m sorry, David. I should have phoned.”“It’s not a matter of ‘should’, as if it’s some chore to be got through. If I’d had your number, I. The pleasure, again, was unmeasurable. He pulled out of me and grabbed me by the hipps and pulled me to my hands and knees. Again he positioned his cock at my ass hole and pushed it into me till he was balls deep inside me. He held on to my hipps and continued to dog fuck me....long sure strokes. I began to cum again. I took one hand and rubbed my hard clit, enhancing my orgasm while he continued to pound my ass with his big rod. He suddenly pulled my ass back against him, completely. But I really don’t see how at the moment. So I’m not making any promises. OK?’ ‘OK, Dad, I understand.’ ***** So I thought about it. In a way I wanted it back anyway. Georgie was right. It was our happy place. It held my best memories. It was where I got to spend most time with the children as they grew up. Suddenly, I was incandescent with rage that Diane could dispose of us so readily. I was heavily committed, financially, to the gym. I had signed the contract the previous week. I had a good. I heard someone come down the stairs and it seemed as though there were more than just the two of them. I heard noises behind me and I was facing this brick wall, unaware of what they were going to do to me but the prospect was exciting! I felt a hand on my ass and someone was gently rubbing it all over. Suddenly, he slapped it hard as hell and I almost cried out in pain! It really hurt but he rubbed it some and it felt better. Then, I felt something wet and cold pour over my hole and then a.