Nathan supposed it was a normal emotion, but he couldn’t imagine Paulette caring one whit one way or the other about the c***d. Her tears seemed... incongruous.“I’ve sent money to my daughter and have written over the years to her. She’s a good c***d, and has always answered.”‘ “What about the father?”“He was a good man, I think, deep in his soul. At least he didn’t try to keep me from contacting her. He swore I couldn’t see her. They then told me to kneel and widen my legs, David slowly slipped under me and started applying lots of saliva on my ass hole, spreading it out and stretching it very firmly. Ben looked at me and smiled 'Davids gna fuck that ass so its ready to take my hard cock, are you gna be a good boy and fuck his cock for me, all i want you to do is go up and down on it like you see on porn can you do that?' he seemed genuinly nice, he asked very politly i was soo happy that Ben was being soo nice to me,. Then suddenly she kept her hand near my pocket as it was no harm done so I ignored and slowly- slowly she crept it to near my dick as I was getting aroused just beside sitting her and this activity made a painful tent in my jeans and I became uncomfortable and tried to arrange.In arranging somehow she got hold of my dick head over the jeans this made her so horny that we kept on looking each other and she was pressing my dick head for a while likely to be 3-4 mins. and then I was going to say. It was good testosterone driven sport. At least it was until I tried to turn just as someone stood on my foot. I felt the pain shoot up from my ankle. Unlike a real game there was no trainer rushing on with his magic sponge, so the best I could do was to hobble to the side and sit it out for a few minutes until the pain wore off. It didn't of course, in fact my ankle swelled up that much I couldn't get my shoe back on. Twenty minutes later it was agreed that I'd best go up to the A&E to get it.