I must reward you," I said as I pushed grease up her asshole. "There.. all nice and slippery," I grinned and worked the grease into her, then plunged ...my horny dick all the way in. "Ahhh... nice, tight ass for Daddy," I whispered. I moved it in and out of her for a while, occasionally reaching around to rub my fingers over her pussy and clit - which was nicely swollen, letting me know she enjoying her new life as my whore. I fucked her for a while.. switching from ass to pussy... pussy to ass.. With Josh, I just could never trust that he was going to contribute to our household, be employed or, if he did earn some money, if he was doing it on the books or would get in trouble with the IRS. I learned that lesson early. When Josh and I dated, I really thought he had his stuff together. He had a job, an apartment and a nice car and always had cash. The first sign came when we applied for a mortgage after our honeymoon. I found out his credit rating was flirting with 400 from a. " My husband kissed me deeply, I opened my mouth to accept his tongue. Chris pulled my t-shirt up, over my head. I raised my arms. Chris then unhooked my bra. I would like to tell you how sexy my bra was, but that would be a lie. It was a nursing bra. Nonetheless, I kissed my husband as he stripped me from the waist up. Glenn was content to sit on the couch and watch my husband strip me and fondle me as he kissed me. Chris broke our kiss long enough to say, "Glenn, come help me take Jill's. I understood only years later that he was doing what he thought was best for me. I see now that he was trying to give me the skills and type of character I would need to make it in this hard life. Only now years after I last saw him do I fully appreciate the man that my father was. It was not until some time later that I fully appreciated the effect that he had on me, how he shaped me into the man I am. I never got the chance to thank him for that, I hope that he knew how I felt, that I.