It had also given me a fourteen year old daughter to bring up.As I entered the house I could hear sounds upstairs so crept up to see who it might be. ...he sound was coming from my bedroom and the door was open so I looked through the crack of the door to see my daughter Mary cavorting about on my bed with a man, not a boy but a man. I don't know how long they had been up here but she was down to her underwear and he was working hard to get those off of her."What the hell is going on?" I shouted,. My dick was aching to get pumped into Jia’s ass.“Boy, you are early,” Ann told in a half-sleep tone and the voice had sexiness oozing.“It is never early to have nice fucks, bitch” I replied and pulled her close. Her eyes were tired very much and black spots were slightly seen below her eyes, the after effects for high-intensity sexual doings in the last few hours without any sleep.“Where is my chocolate?” I asked and kissed the nose tip of Ann. Her body smelled of cream but the smell of love. He comes to his knees next to you. “That’s a nice firm grip you have there darling,” he says in a low rumbling voice. “Who else is here?” You ask but there is no answer. The woman has still not done anything to you since you have been naked but you can feel her between your legs her hands are rested on your knees and her body still and cold. The man beside you takes your hand from his shaft and stands up, you hear him moving down towards the woman and she is thrust forward her hair slipping. Unable to manipulate the simple clasp, Ronnie yanked, ripping the sheer material. The rip sounded excessively loud to me, but I knew it wasn’t. Collectively everyone held his or her breath. ‘There!’ he said dramatically whipping my short cloak off with a flourish. Master simply said, ‘Later Ronnie, you and me.’ Though I couldn’t see Master’s reaction to Ronnie’s sacrilege, I could visualize him shaking his head in disgust. I’d seen that look when I’d misbehaved and I just knew Ronnie was in for.