"Hold on, princess." I blocked her hand from reaching its destination "Daddy?" She looked at me with her best, pouty face and crossed her arms across... her chest. "We have to get one thing straight if this is going to continue, because your mother is never coming back and I'm the only person in the world who is going to take care of you." She rolled her beautiful blue eyes and gave me her "whatever" look, but I wanted to make sure that she understood. "You can't tell anyone, ever, not even. He washed my back, my shoulders, neck, breasts, arms, and my belly. Then told me to sit up, so he could wash my twat. Now facing him, I took a sponge and washed him. Starting at his neck, I worked my way down to his belly. He took my sponge and held me close. He sat back in the tub and told me to turn around. He put his hands on my hips, and pulled me closer. I could feel his hard cock rubbing up against my clit. I slowly slid my twat down on his cock. He sucked my neck as I slid up and down. Jason had been the star quarterback at his high school, and the Sullivan boys were his best offensive linemen. They often served as his muscle off the football field, as well. Ken was intimately familiar with these three, as they had made it their mission in high school to make his life a living hell. Being stuffed in lockers, having his wallet stolen, all were commonplace with them. The three approached, attempting to appear imposing, which they were from the perspective of the. That killed the mood really fast. I glanced at James and he looked like someone had kicked him when he was down, so did Kristy and Deb. I finished the last of the wine in my glass and set the glass on the table.“Petey? I can’t guess how you feel about that, but I’m feeling like it was fate. Kristy never seemed like a woman who would be a cheater. When we were together, there was something different about her. James asked if he could fuck her and she said no. In the heights of her orgasms, she.