I leaned towards him again and received another head jolting slap from the other direction. "Now get on all fours like the fucking animal that you are...," I was told. I was mounted from behind and was fucked with such ferocity that I was nearly knocked flat with each forward thrust of his body driving his cock hard into my pussy. That violent form of fucking lasted but a short while, Peter no doubt holding himself in check lest he cum too soon. "Do you take it up your ass?" he asked crudely. I. And I remember how I got you off with my hand and you shot cum all over everything, covering my hand. You were so excited and wanted me so much, but you wouldn’t finish inside me because you didn’t think it was fair for you to cum before I did.” “My memory seems to agree with yours,” I said. “I was certainly worked up and excited beyond rational thought.” “When we started to leave,” you said, “I asked you for my panties and you acted like you couldn’t find them. We walked though all those. “Fuck no,” Dad explained there were financial impacts to his decisions, but that wasn’t what he meant. “My currency is honesty. If I start telling people a bunch of bullshit that they want to hear and empty promises, I lose that currency. There are ways to deliver a message that is positive, but sometimes you just have to be blunt and come right out with it. Do you know how much currency you have with me right now?” Dad asked.“Zero?” I replied.“Bingo!” Dad held up a goose-egg symbol with his. Gotta go! Hey, wait!’ she called before I hung up. ‘Yeah?’ I said. ‘Doofus me almost forgot, Grampa wants to talk to you,’ she said. She held the phone away from her mouth, and called, ‘Grammmmpa!’ I covered the mouthpiece and said, ‘Another short conversation is about to happen,’ and grimaced an apology. ‘It’s okay,’ she replied, ‘I’ll go to the little girls’ room,’ and left the sofa. About that time, Rachel’s father Frank picked up. ‘Jeff?’ he boomed, as always, ‘how you feelin’?’ I laughed..