I let out a yelp and my daughter, from down the hall, began to cry out. "Awwww" said Daddy, in a very sarcastic tone. "Baby needs you yet you're busy ...being ass-fucked right now."With those words ringing in my ears, Daddy began slamming into me. I was whimpering and moaning... yes, much like a whore. I felt so dirty yet I was really enjoying it. I even felt my milk-filled breasts begin to leak as the soft cries from my baby filled the room from down the hall. I came twice and each time, Daddy. She shat all over me from a great height. Manny's favorite phrase. She fucked that guy for months before leaving me, 'testing him out' as she said at the time. 'Needed to be sure he could satisfy her sexually as well as professionally.'What a bitch.Yeah, still no real forgiveness here.But then I look at my life since it all went down and I am forced to admit it's not been great. I didn't go out and write the great American novel, nor did I write great songs or become a powerhouse in business. I. The first sperm other than mine in our entire relationship. I was both devastated and exhilarated.About the third pulse of his big cock, she moaned, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming again, I'm cumming you big cocked bastard!"Her body shook in an uncontrolled spasm again, which I'm sure milked even more cum out of his huge balls. That is, if the way he groaned was any indication whatsoever.He came so much that I saw some of it squeeze past their connected sex organs between convulsions and begin to drip. I started to knock but thought against letting him know I had it at all, what with the stolen goodies and all. I opened his door quietly, trying to be as discreet as possible in my invasion of his room. The door opens in and blocks the view of his bed, so I had to go on prayer alone that he wouldnt wake up and throttle me as I inched the door open just enough to creep through. the snoring was a little quieter than before, but there was no pain yet so he was still asleep. I crawled to the pile.