Our eyes met as our bodies drew nearer. Our tits pressed against each others while our mouths met. I felt her tongue slipping into my mouth and dancin...g with mine.“MMMM so what time is Daddy coming home?” I was just playing the kinky role and I wasn’t even sure that she was married. Her answer was not what I had expected.“Oh Daddy won’t be home until later. Unless of course we give him a reason to come home early but not too early. Not until we get to have some girl time.” I wasn’t sure how to. In the moment it took for her to take all of this in, Cynthia was struggling to remove her hood.When Cynthia pulled it over her head she found herself standing in a horrific place. She saw a dark shrouded figure in front of her and with this she discovered the focus of her fear. She could not see her captors face but she could see many things nearby that scared her shitless! What kind of place had he brought them to? Why the two of them? She was so scared she wanted to run away from him as fast. The idea of his father being angry was totally foreign to a lifetime of experience with the man. His father was always telling him that only a weak man allowed anger to rule his actions.Vicki said, "I'm sure your father is depressed because he discovered the degree to which he is angry at me. Your father doesn't know how to deal with anger very well. He views it as a personal failure." It is," David said."No. He has a right to be angry. It is preferable to the alternative. The alternative would. Then she said 'are you turned on knowing your wife is going to be penetrated by him?' I said yes. 'He's much bigger than you, she will feel him deep inside her. He cums heavily' I couldn't hold back any longer and shot wad after wad of sperm out over my chest. She smiled and said 'you didn't last very long did you, your wife is going to be filled with a lot more baby seed than you can produce'. We kissed and she suggested I clean up before leaving. I left and walked back to our gite. I opened.