Susan came over, and spent the night with my daughter. For years we had done it rarely, and in a perfunctory manner. Anal sex “Thanks, Daddy.” When she got up and walked to the kitchen, I tried not to admire her delicious bottom. When we woke up the next morning, I had an erection. It was not my fault that she was also my daughter. Finally, she flaunted it. When I saw her several hours later, I could tell she had been crying. Do you have any?” “Isn’t three enough?” I asked. My daughter, Sally is a pretty girl. While this was happening, my marriage was crumbling around me. When we were inside, Sally said, “I feel drowsy from all that wine. She ate quickly, and went to her bedroom, and closed the door. She was also nervous about it, and almost relieved when the boy got the flu, and could not attend. When my career did not go anywhere, my wife did not let me forget it. It may have been the pain from my divorce.
