Underwear? To easy! But what? Then your eyes had lighted onto something in the pub and I knew! I knew what I could give you, that would make you smile..., make you happy and that you would treasure. That was a week ago, work had filled that gap, but finally the weekend had come round again. I had to go out Friday evening and then on Saturday to collect your birthday gift. At first you were annoyed that you were to be alone for Saturday afternoon. But the promise of finally having the birthday. As the remains of the tequila stung the back of his throat, he reminisced the night of his senior homecoming: he won homecoming king, he told his sister how he felt about her, she expressed her feelings for him, and they had sex. His dreams were becoming a reality, but those dreams came crashing down when he heard her say that she didn't need him. Granted, she was only saying that to throw off Shawn, but he couldn't help but feel useless to her in that point in time. What should've been the. Katie was five and Andrew Jr. was three. Andy Sr. had a trust fund still, one I managed but never touched for myself. He had his own flat with four bedrooms, three baths, everything he needed on the second floor. On the first floor were my home office and the public rooms, as well as the servants’ quarters. I employed a cook for us all, a maid for us all, and a nanny for the kids. The third floor was mine. Weekdays I was Aileen Reilly, a woman who lived off a trust fund that had been liquidated. ”“Now I love my daddy's cock and just want to make him happy!” Tonya moaned. “He's the best daddy ever!”“Mmm, I can see how much you love him,” said the woman. “My Molly would never have sex with her father, let alone in public.”“My dad can change that,” moaned Tonya, her pussy gripping me. “He's a specialist in daddy/daughter relationships. He can get any girl to fuck her daddy. He's the best dad ever!”“I believe that,” the woman moaned, her jeans pressing tight. Her large breasts rose and.