Me: How can I help?Carlos: Want to meet tonight?Me: I can't tonight...gotta get up early.Carlos: We can meet at your place.Me: My wife and son are t...here...Carlos: You still have that sofa in the garage?Me: Yeah...Carlos: We can go out there...Me: Good idea! Awesome!Carlos: What time are you finished?Me: I'm on my last game right now.Carlos: Cool! I'll meet you at your place.Me: Ok...if my wife is still up, I'll introduce you and then we can hang out for a little until she goes to. He walked into Sarah’s stall first, and gave his former daughter a good rub between her legs, rubbing her hard on her pussy. He smiled as he felt the moisture in his slave daughter’s pussy, and the look of shock on her face as her eyes popped open at the sudden touch. Sarah blushed crimson as she realized her father was rubbing her pussy, and she could smell her arousal in the hay she had slept on. She quietly got onto her hoofed feet, and stood before her father in her tack, the. He left her alone for a few minutes while he helped Jennifer clean up and compose herself. He took a fresh glass of champagne over to Vanessa and stoked her hair as she took long, slow sips from the crystal glass.'I hate you,' said Vanessa.'Oh really?' questioned Daniel. 'I don't think you really hate me. You just feel defeated because I pushed you to lose control. I didn't really sense you wanted us to stop. I think you have enjoyed yourself so far.'Vanessa just looked at Daniel. She didn't. " Oh my God mum, really?" Yes darling, really. Hey, I just called you darling!" Yes," he leaned over and kissed my cheek, "And I just kissed you, I'll tell you something mum, I bet dad wishes he'd stood by you." Why?" Because you're a doll, that's why. You only look about twenty-one."I laughed with him as we walked in through the gate. It was still hanging off, I had been busy enough without bothering with that."Oh wow, mum," he said and whistled in admiration, "This place is something else.".