After a pause I say, "Well Jens wants me to get the team going on finding Ben."I make one of the hardest phone calls of my life...Present – Glen –... Hunting for BenI get a call from my daughter and ask, "Weel, Ah hiner ye threw 'at dobber it oan his crease."I about have a heart attack when she cries into the phone and says, "Daddy, we made a damn big mistake! I just talked to Liz and she told me Miranda had been going to a fertility clinic in Denver! So Ben didn't make her pregnant!"I sputter,. She was not as tight as Sarah is and I was able to push in much easier and much deeper. Her cunt was so hot and felt just so good. I thrust in and out of her slapping my body against her; her hand came down and she began rubbing her clit and in moments I could see that she was cumming’.I was stroking my cock as I viewed the video that Sarah had shot with my camera of me fucking Frankie; the girl from the Fayre and Square a couple of Friday’s ago. I had gone there for a meal with my stepdaughter. One of them seemed to be a football team dressed in blue kit. A couple of guitars were on stands in the corner of the room. Like her own room there was also pictures covering the walls of him with his friends, although they all seemed to be taken at parties like the one down stairs.Luna took a seat on his bed as he passed her a small glass with some of the vodka in. Drinking it all in one it burnt her throat so she politely declined when he offered her another one. He was taking a lot of them. I knelt before him, ‘If you sit, I’ll take off your shoes.’ Thomas sat on the edge of the bed, a hand playing with my hair, his other hand rubbing himself. I untied his shoes and slipped them off along with his socks. He reached for me and pulled me to him, lifting me to sit on his lap. His fingers played with the tops of my stockings, tracing under them and then up my thigh to my crotch, his finger tickling up and down on the material. I nuzzled his neck. There was nothing hurried, no urgency,.