He was a vegetarian and a teetotaller. Then he poured wine for Amaya in a glass and they both drank a lot.Later, they started dancing nude to random s...ngs running on the TV, hugging, kissing and rubbing in between. On another occasion, he poured semen and asked her to drink it which she did like an obedient slut.They stayed there for 2 days and fucked like beasts. After that, my father came home. I called him and asked why he didn’t call me back. He said that he was very busy in the past two. Flash, click: Annie, wedding day, sucking dad in the limo driving to church.Flash, click: Annie, 25, tied to the bed, fucking dad and his friend, secrets.Flash, click: Annie and John, sad, John's mother's funeral.Flash, click: Annie, 28, raised legs, dad's cock in her ass and her two fingers in dad's. Secrets.Flash, click: Annie, 29, crying hard at dad's funeral.Flash, click: Annie, 30, not smiling, frustrated, hungry, horny.Flash, click: Annie's 31st birthday, in bed, with John. Nice fuck, not. She was looking terrible in that dim light, with all her hair spoiled and I could feel her desire in her face. She was breathing fast now with a pleasant smile on her face. She asked me in a whispering tone “have you ever done this before?”. I said “No, it’s my first time”. “Shivraj, do you like me?” She whispered again. “Yes, I like you very much, I always wanted to be with you”. “Shivraj, there is nothing wrong in this”. She tried to console me. “Do not be afraid. I will not tell this to. “Okay, what have I got to lose,” she said.“Nothing,” he said.“Dad you have to come,” said Mia.“Yes,” said Sarah. “We’re going to be there, and our hero dad needs to be there too,” said my now twenty year-old daughters.I sighed. I guess I didn’t have a choice, thanks to my good friend Claire Cunningham. “Okay,” I said. “I’ll be there. But there are going to be two conditions. One, no presents for me, and two you two girls must come like you say you are. Okay?” I said.“Okay, Dad, we promise,”.