He was standing at the counter in the clerks office slicing open letters, when he came to the one from the Fish and Wildlife Service.Even the name mad... him flinch. The Defenders of Gaea lawsuit had been dropped a couple of weeks before, he knew, and all had been surprisingly quiet on that front. Still, that didn't mean that there couldn't be more trouble in the works.There was no way to find out, except by opening the letter. He glanced at it, and a broad smile crossed his face."Good news?". .. but I knew this was wrong.I did not like it.How do you tell your daddy to stop touching you? I was 11 fucking years old! He was my daddy, and I loved him--I did not know what to say. I remember that I stopped laughing, and sat still while he squeeezed and played with my breasts for several minutes. I could hear his heavy breathing, he did not say a word. I became aware that his penis was pressing into my bottom hard. Finally he stopped."What do yo want for dinner Susan, anything you want."I. I stared at Joe’s penis with awe. It must have been a foot long. The head was as thick as a coke can.I said to myself out loud, “I caused that.”I was surprised when Joe answered, “Yes ma’am, you did.”I looked at Joe with sympathy and said, “I’m sorry that I’ve inconvenienced you two and I wish there was something I could do.”Joe shook his head and said, “No inconvenience, ma’am. We’re glad to help a pretty lady.”He added, “There is only one thing that will get my bone back inside my pants right. Who was I to stop them when I was getting all the benefits of their activities? The frequency and intensity of our sex life certainly increased. After putting her to bed, my husband would take me to the bedroom and fuck me hard. He didn't make love to me – he fucked me...and I loved it! With the morning goodbye kiss, I could swear that they looked like two long lost lovers that hadn't seen each other in months. Her hands were around his neck and his hands would start on her waist and.