" It was already fading, the way my dreams always did.Angela massaged my breasts, playing with my bare tits and rubbing her thumb around my stiffening...nipples, moving from one to the other as if she couldn't decide between them. It felt nice and I was smiling, but my mind was distracted.My parents and Angela and ... They were alive in my dream, but I knew they were always dead. When I dreamed of my parents they were dead. I always dreamed about the after, sitting in the ambulance. The voices,. “Lobster bisque,” he said proudly. “Made fresh in the kitchen!”“I’d expect nothing less!” I grinned.We ate our bisque and when we finished, Alex brought out medallion steaks and prawns, with broccoli. As always, the food was fantastic. Dessert was a very decadent chocolate fudge cake with hot fudge drizzled over it and a dusting of powdered sugar.“I think this is my carbs allowance for the month,” I chuckled.“You told Alex to ignore your dietary rules, didn’t you?” Jessica asked.“Of course!. ” I bowed and fidgeted with my skirt hem.“No, oh goodness please no. I would never consider such a thing. My husband loved and respected you too much for me to even go that route.”I tilted my head up and knitted my brows, “Excuse me? I’m sorry; I believe you have the wrong person.”“No, it’s okay. He would always be so happy when he was going to see you. And when he came home after, he would beam.” Her eyes glistened and a tear fell accompanied by a sniffle.“I… I didn’t know.” A lump formed in. I nudged my clit. Pleasure burst through me. My toes curled. My heart pounded in my chest. He pressed it into my cunt and rammed it into my twat.I whimpered into Daddy’s mouth.He entered me.He was in me. It was incredible to feel Daddy’s dick in me. I slid my legs around his waist. My bedsprings creaked as he drove into me. His balls smacked into my taint. My arms went around his torso, pulling him tight. My breasts rubbed into his strong chest.Daddy broke the kiss and groaned, “Mercedes..