I immediately had tears pouring down my face. My knees felt weak as I rushed over to my family. Cade’s arm wrapped tightly around my waist as I flun...g my own arms around him and my daughter. I was openly sobbing, as was my daughter. I kept hearing her constantly repeating his name. ‘Daddy? Daddy… Daddy?’ she said. It was like she couldn’t believe he was really here, in her arms. I couldn’t believe it either to be honest. I pulled my face away from his now soaked fatigues to look up into his. ”“Let’s hope so, otherwise this whole approach may be in jeopardy,” Phil said, pulling his wallet out.“Believe in them until you know for sure,” Tristan urged. “If not, then you respond. Not before.”It was exactly twenty-three minutes later when they arrived at Phil’s Best Western Plus Hotel, rushing into the lobby to discover Betty looking better than the last time they saw her, but obviously distressed. She had cleaned herself up, dressed and was well put together, but her face was damp with. I shot many a load remembering the whirlwind of sucking and fucking we found ourselves caught in during that fateful afternoon and the deposit of my own sticky cum that I left in her pussy. But now? I’d bump into her at their house and our eyes would briefly meet then dart aside. We gave forced laughs at each other’s jokes. If my hand brushed hers, she’d flinch. If she leaned a little too close to me, I’d become a statue. The situation was untenable. As usual, my partner, her father and her. I spread my legs wide, not only giving them a nice view but giving me good access to my juicy twat. Grinning, Steve stood and slipped his suit off, than sat back down. Turning, he grabbed Marc\'s trunks and helped him get nude too.They sat back and resumed their stroking. I watched the movie for a few minutes, and when I looked back they were jacking each other off! Steve was stroking Marc\'s thick cock, while Marc was giving Steve\'s pecker a good working. I gave them a big smile, letting them.