An urge to touch her body, to lift her top and bare her breasts to my fingers, fought my worry that she might not want to move that quickly. Then a n...oise from upstairs startled us both, breaking the moment and sparing me the decision. We both looked up, then at each other. Mandy broke out laughing first, then me. “What are you doing tomorrow afternoon?” she asked, “I know a place where we can have privacy and more time together.” “Nothing really. My parents are doing some church thing and,. Then another inch, then Amy, with a quick thrust of her pelvis, brought me all the way home, in as far as I could penetrate, a raspy breath hitched in her throat."Are you okay?"She waited a second and nodded, then managed a distressed smiled. I drew out, and then slowly went back in, easy at first, getting a rhythm, quickening. I knew I couldn't hold out for long, no way.I was fucking her really hard then, feeling my daughter's legs wrap around me, grabbing her slender hips and anchoring her to. All I know isthat at some point, he stopped. I wanted more, but I too was exhausted,and gave in to his tender embrace and caressing. His cock was stillinside me, and I wanted it to stay there. I clung to him - at somepoint, he must have removed the handcuffs, and in his arms and with himin mine, and his cock still buried where it belonged, I fell asleep.The next morning, I awoke myself again. Strangely enough, though I wasrelieved, I felt also some subdued regret at that."Good morning,. We ate out on the rear patio just outside the dining room. Maria asked Gina to give me a tour of the house. She showed me around the inside and outside. It had a built-in pool, two-car garage, and another garage out in the back yard. When we returned, Maria asked how I felt about moving there. I told her it looked like a great place to live. She and Dad both smiled. I think they felt better about the idea.A few weeks later, we moved in. My bedroom was next to Gina’s. Maria and Dad’s.