Her breathing slowed. I closed my eyes and let sleep overcome me.I dreamed. It was confusing, the way dreams sometimes were. I was riding to meet a kn...ight. I think I loved him, but I couldn't remember his face or name. I kept expecting to find him over the next hill. Over the next rise.But he was never there.I grew frustrated. I knew I should remember him. Remember why I felt like I loved him. There was a hole in my chest I wanted to fill. A hole this knight used to occupy. I clutched my hand. She told me to block all the faces and to show her what I had done before doing anything. Then she turned and went back inside the house.I trembled as I popped the card into the computer. I hadn’t seen any of what went on yesterday other than the few stolen glances I got and those were agonizingly too few! Oh my God! There was my wife on her knees, smiling into the camera with Bob’s cock in her mouth! There was my wife getting her pussy eaten by Sally! There was my wife with her face buried in. I stood her up and said, come on let us finish washing and check the baby and we will watch the rest of the tape and I will lick your pussy and make you cum. Back in the lounge we restarted the video and I laid her on the couch and went down on her and licked her until she said I am cumming, it just feels incredible, I just love it. I want this every day. We sat and cuddled on the couch and she started holding my cock again and I said you know your s****r wanted to have sex in front of you when. They were sexy. "How was school?" I asked, taking my eyes off her legs and looked at her face. I tried to ignore the arousal feeling I had in my groin. I couldn't believe I was attracted to my step-daughter. Even though we weren't blood related, it still felt wrong. "We practised a new move. We've got finals in a few weeks," Lolita replied, unaware that I was gawping at her."That's great, honey," I said. I turned back to the telly and took a swig of my beer. My eyes glanced back over at her.