Get rid of that trash.’ She had run out of the house crying. He had started looking for her hours later when Lucy refused to go to bed, calling him ...a brute and domineering ass. He went looking because he could not admit that she was right. He had lost control over his daughter. As he aged, he was becoming surly and unreasonable. He found her with that asshole boyfriend in the alley behind that weird Zombie club. Her shirt open and her breast so like her mothers, high and fully exposed for all. You got married, secured a job as a pharmaceutical rep, then divorced; I went to college, got a part time job and rented an apartment of my own. I was over you, thanks to time and a little experience with boys my age. But damn you David, then you had to call. "Hi Daisy," you said, "I'm passing through town and wanted to know if you wanted to have a quick drink." I should have been honest. Told you that I had to work that evening and had plans for later. But I lied. Thrice. First, I told you my. This is just about perfect. Phillip stretched as he began to wake the next morning. There was something unfamiliar, something warm and soft wrapped around him. As he moved, so did the sleeping figure next to him. He forced his eyes open and, at first, was confused. Where the hell was he? The last thing he remembered was finishing the bottle of wine and feeling so relaxed. Oh shit! He was lying on Noras sofa with her curled up in his arms! A quick scan confirmed they were fully clothed, but. Soon enough Cecelia’s rock hard clit was in between Tammy’s lips being sucked while a finger was sinking deeper inside her soaking wet pussy, Cecelia’s legs were spreading wide, tilted and lifted upwards as if she was allowing better access for Tammy to do an easier job of the great thing she was performing down there, for Cecelia who was unmistakably enjoying it to the furthest point.Tammy kept at it to the best she could, and she sure was real good at what she was doing, out of expertise and.