I wanted to fuck her in my room, it was her that wanted to go for a goddamn ride to some place that she knew. So, be mad at her, not me." Walter, she'...s dead, I can't be mad at her. She wasn't driving drunk, you were. Don't you think killing her was punishment enough for her already?" I didn't kill her, she was in an accident, and she died. Don't go around saying that I killed her."I had had enough of that asshole. Christ! It isn't like we were having a difference of opinion about correct. "They fit well," I put on the record.He leaned down, and gave me a hug. It lasted for about twenty seconds, but I felt his cock. It was as hard as a rock, if not harder. He had it for me badly. I wasn't sure what to do, but my brain just threw out words."Daddy, were you just masturbating?" I asked, as we were still hugging."What, no, why would you ask me that?" he asked quickly, as he got off the bed quickly."You have a hard on," I told him.Then he seemed to be relived for some odd reason."Oh,. If you put all their brains together, you still couldn’t get a high school diploma worth’s of intelligence out of them. All except for April. She’s the whole package, pretty and smart. That is until she gets with her family. The fucking idiots have no limits to the grief they give me.It’s generally innocent stuff, but sometimes they go too damn far. The worst was a prank call about my mother being killed in a car wreck which forced me to leave merger talks to fly home. My mother is my last. Pushing her to the bed, I pull down her skirt, her pink panties moist with her juices, I slip them off, and using my fingertips I trace slowly around her lips, her shaven pussy, wet with her juice, I slide my fingers in, warmth greets them and I reach deep into her, kissing her neck, she moans as I push them deeper, I pull them out and rub her clit, I kiss slowly down her body and down to her thighs, gently kissing her inner thighs I lap at her wet pussy, taking all the juices into my mouth,I.