“Bedtime tale?”“How you and Mommy finally did it!” I groaned. “Now let’s go.”That worked.Now I was kneeling between Mommy’s thighs. Sh...e had her legs parted, her shaved pussy gleaming with her excitement. Her breasts rose and fell as she looked at me. She was just such a sexy thing. I wanted to just do such naughty things to her.“Doesn’t Mommy just look so naughty, Daddy?” I asked, my pussy clenching and aching. I was buzzing on the high of seeing my daughter.She needed a name. Nancy? Clarissa?. I've never been one to lie down and stomach such evils without fighting back.Let's look at the rather loaded and biased statement that "two wrongs don't make a right". It is circular reasoning at its worst. It assumes that the act itself is inherently wrong, and not merely the context which makes it wrong. Applied consistently to sex, it would mean celibacy for example. So, if context matters enough to make sex inside a relationship okay, it also suffices to make revenge affairs okay as well.. Within seconds I can see his body shivering, his moans are quiet but so, so intense and I know that he has fantasized about this, too. His hand works his way up and down his shaft, his other hand twisting and pulling at each of my nipples. That familiar warmth and need grows inside me again but I decide to let him have his fun. A look of pleasure spreads over his face as he speeds up, his groans becoming harsher. His hips thrust hard into his hand as he rubs himself again and again. I lift my. She gets up on her feet as Crystal arrives to get Candy out.I lead Vicky to Robert's bathroom. He has already left the room and is, with Simon, somewhere in the kitchen, tinkering with breakfast. Vicky sits in the toilet as I stand by her, caressing her hair. While she does her thing, I get the shower going, and then help her into it. She squats in the tub, enjoying the hot water, while I shampoo her hair. I rub her neck and scalp while doing so. "Mmmm, that feels good" I continue rubbing her.
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