Was it with this Chris guy?? Paul saw a little relief on his daughter’s face. It confused him but he let it go.?She’s crazy,? Denise was flippant....?Really, shall we get her on the phone and have her recount the details.??NO,? Denise seemed panicked.?Then you admit it??Quietly she whispered, ?Yes.??And you did not bring Ms. Polly her dinner, like I asked.? Denise made a mistake then. She rolled her eyes. Nothing drove her mother to rage more than the ‘eye roll’. Bonnie reached out and grabbed. .. nothing," she added, heartbroken that her birthday would come and go without any mention from Terry or the children and because she was obviously not invited to join them on the trip."We'll be back sometime tomorrow," he announced.Angilee helped the kids pack their overnight bags and while they kissed her good bye, she could feel them holding back. She became more convinced than ever that they somehow knew and were determined to see her punished.She saw them off that afternoon and settled in. ” He looked at her and asked quietly “Do you have any doubts? Because you’re in my apartment, in what I told you to wear, on your knees with your hands on your back, starting up at me longingly. Not the kind of pose for doubt, is it?“I have no doubt, sir.” Her eyes briefly glancing down at my cock, starting to harden. He looked sternly at her as her eyes again met his, the same piercing stare she’d given at the restaurant on her face.“Any further questions? I asked quietly.“May I show you what. He lasted much longer then he would have thought until he started using more of his weight and strength to pound her into the mattress in the sleeper. She finally stopped moving to delay his orgasm and the force and effort he used hurt her hips and lower back but caused him to penetrate her more then he ever had and despite the pain it felt incredible and she drew her knees up higher curling and pointing her toes as he pounded her against the thin sleeper mattress.He sudden took hold of her.