His large hands grabbed them, massaging them roughly as he enjoyed feeling the soft masses. Horror filled me as my tender nipples responded to the att...ention and hardened against his palms. He chuckled as he felt them, moving to pinch them hard, eliciting another cry. “Only a whore would get excited at her Daddy’s touch,” he snarled, leering at me. Then he leaned over, taking one of the tight nubs into his mouth, sucking it eagerly. Tears streamed down my face steadily as, much to my. Never having experienced that before (my ex would never!) I was confused. ‘Why would you want that?’ I asked. ‘You’ll love it,’ she said. We fell asleep, holding each other, her body warm and wonderful against my skin, our legs entangled. The best was yet to come! Returning home, I began the process of deconstructing a life. Memories of my time with Sandi made the painful process of addressing divorce less onerous. As anyone who has survived it will attest, divorce is never fun for either. . yes, that did happen." And that's not all that happened, is it?" What do you mean?" Daddy, I know what happened. Amber came in the house and gave you a blowjob in the bathroom. And then you met her later and you fucked her, didn't you?" Dylan ... I..." I started and stopped. "O.K., yes, Dylan. I was with Amber, just like you said." You were with Amber twice in one day? Daddy, you haven't even been with me once." Ahhh ... I saw the jealousy rearing its head again." I'm sorry, Dylan Honey. You. I broke our kiss, and led her to my bedroom. She sat me down on the bed, and stood in front of me, and took off her dress. Underneath it, she was wearing a white, strapless, push-up bra, and a tiny white thong. That explained why I hadn’t been able to see any pantylines through the dress. If the thing had been any smaller it would have gotten completely lost inside her. Then she came and sat on my knee, and we kissed again. My cock was so hard by this point that I’m sure it could have broken.