I do not step out of them, but let them lay there as I continue my dance, slowly turning back towards him.The bulge in his pants is clearly visible no...w and my eyes drop to them for a second. I smile as our eyes meet again, and when i turn my head towards his wife, I see her smiling too. She has a warm, reassuring smile, and I feel my heart flutter with joy before I close my eyes again to resume my dance. I remind her of herself when she was my age, she said to me once. So full of life and joy. ’ ‘And why am I to escort this lovely lady?’ Mark asked, unable to keep the sarcasm from his voice. ‘Because its time you started having a life again.’ Bryan replied curtly. ‘You can’t let what Candice did to you spoil your whole life. She really isn’t worth it.’ ‘Yeah, right.’ Mark muttered under his breath as his brother stalked out of the room. * * * * * * * * I never saw it happening I’d given up and given in I just couldn’t take the hurt again What a feeling * * * * * * * * Mark showed. Her four fingers easily popped out with his cock like a Champaign cork. The flood exploded everywhere and Sharron forced her fingers to sc**** against her inner pulsating cunt. The site and the sound of gushing piss made her shiver all over.Brian was wobbly on his feet as he held his daughter who was still jerking about. He forced himself to hold her steady until she calmed down while feeling disgusted in what he had done. Reality hit him hard. “How could I do this to my daughter?” he asked. DNA samples might confirm the father as being Martin or Mr Seymour, but so many other men had taken turns trying to inseminate her that the odds were against anyone Martin knew being the father.Suddenly the receptionist told him Mr Seymour was ready for him, and he entered the office where his wife had been fucked so many times in the last few months. He had been rehearsing what he would say. He didn't want to say she was expecting a baby because that would just emphasise that she wasn't.