Seeing the girl daily and just to be at the front bay window when the Gundelow and Sons van chuntered by having collected Trish, gave him at least som...e satisfaction that the firm’s traditions were being upheld and he would have considerable satisfaction watching the video Alf would give him. Pure coincidences do happen he mused. He had moaned about the gang of four girls several time to Alf.Doreen Randewick, a retired spinster doctor had seen Trish climb into a horribly dirty van and thought. My voice began the lyrics and we listened to the piece until it was complete. Sharon sort of skeptically, sort of sideways, looked at me, "Who was out here with you. Who was playing all of the other instruments?"I grinned and told Sharon, "It's called sound on sound. Let me show you. I have to set up the controller with this remote, and then we'll go out to the studio with the remote. Let me lay down a neat blues bass line first." I played a neat 16 bar bass line, punched the controller, and. After we all showered for the night, except me, the four of us hung out in living room after the kids went to sleep. I wanted Mom to teach me a new solitaire card game so I had my back turned to my wife and stepdad. Therefore, I was not aware of much of the following at the time. I learned about it later but I am describing what happened so you can follow how events developed.The foot rub continued behind me. He had large rough hands which felt good on her soft, small bare feet. It felt so good. He came over and pulled me down to the edge of the couch. “Were you telling the truth, only two boys have fucked this little cunt?” He asked as he slapped it again. “Yes daddy.” He slipped a finger in me then and we both moaned. “They must have had little cocks, you’re still a tight hole.” I whimpered and fucked against his finger. I was in heaven, daddy was treating me just like the slut I had pretended to be. He pulled his finger out and laughed stroking his cock. “No.” He said, “You.