When the ride was over we rode to the stables, and Molineux offered me to go and discipline one of the men. Mwah, that didn’t really appeal to me. ...No thanks. He smiled and asked if I’d care to come for a swim with him instead. I said I hadn’t brought my bathing suit. He said it didn’t matter. A nice skinny dip seemed alright, so I said yes, I’d love to. He took some towels and we walked to a big pond or a small lake together, and there was a kind of jetty sticking into it. Molineux. Somehow he managed to raise a family and look after his family’s investments. Of course he did get plenty of help in raising his sons Nevin and Devin from family namely Ashas mother. When they were younger the boys spent most of their time growing up in Ashas house and she was quite familiar with both of them, thus the reason being why Uncle Josh insisted on having her stay at his place. Asha was a bit uncomfortable with the idea especially given how she hated having to share her personal space. I made an effort to wake up early one time, but keep my eyes closed. In comes Suzie, pulls back the covers and strokes my cock as only she can do. She knew what she was doing. Knew what she was doing to herself, too. I heard the familiar squishing of her stroking her cunt - her virgin cunt. I came first. Just the excitement of being sexual with my own daughter pushed me over the edge. Suzie continued though. Hand still on my cock I heard the squishing of her hand between her cunt lips stroking. I’m a friend of Peter.’ ‘Peter who?’ Stevie replied. ‘Peter Swanmore. You know, the poor guy who is currently in prison because you said he raped you.’ ‘I have nothing to say to you!’ The young woman spat in reply and stormed off. ‘Stevie listen to me!’ Lindi called as she and Clive sped up and caught up to her, ‘All I want is to hear your side of the story, that’s all. Is there somewhere we can go to talk about this? I promise you, all we want is to hear the truth about what happened.’ .