I could feel her gagging and I held her there as she struggled against me…“Take it deep, Olivia… swallow all my salty semen…” I told her. Th...en I released her head and she gasped for air, spitting some semen out of her sweet wet mouth. Now kneeling in front of me she looked up; her nice face streaked in my juices, her sweet eyes pleading for sexual release...Olivia then pulled her mouth off my dick. She sat on the chair again and lifted her skirt up to the waist, spreading her legs wide. Her. It was all a bit weird, especially with her on tip toes, her body rubbing against me with her apparently still upset.I went back to my room and probably had a wank - to be honest I can't remember. I was left thinking huh?!Maybe a couple of nights later there was a knock on my door. This probably sounds made up, but there I was without anything on, getting ready for bed. It was J and I put my dressing gown on before opening the door. She was crying again. I asked what was up - it was the. "It's a Daddy weekend for her, so she is probably on her way to her grandparents by now so that he can have a little fun." The bitterness toward her ex would probably always be there. "It's just me and the exciting life that I lead." Anthony was quite a bit older than she; Haley guessed he was probably around forty-five. She liked the maturity that she saw in him, a trait lacking in men her age. Jazzy had taken to him immediately, fascinated with the fact that he was a police officer and then. ”“Really expensive.”I nodded. They weren’t wrong.“And so, well ... we were thinking.”“We owe you.”“Big time.”“We want to pay you back for all that you’ve done for us over the years.”“Please.”The pair shivered at that last word - it was quickly becoming clear what had happened. I knew that they’d listened to the tape about being subservient. But there was no reason that would inspire them to make an advance on me, their father.No, it was obvious that their mother had shared the most recent tape.