But, now I would have to return to ground to do advance collating and study of this information and relating it to my doctoral thesis on Puget Sound (Salish Sea) weather phenomena’s.In discussing this with Captain Jamie Oliver, she asserted that I should take Colette our daughter with me, since she would get a better upbringing on shore that at sea. I disputed that, but she won the argument. And big she put no restrictions on my possibly marrying while on shore either, just to remember our love of the last four years. I reminded her that I would have evidence of it before me and in my arms every day. When Colette and I left the ship, to board the seaplane going home, it was Captain that had the stiff upper lip and it was I that had the tears in the eyes. I settled in in Twilight City, at the N.O.A.A. station and commuted from just north of the city each day. We had a fine place and I hired a maid/housekeeper to take care of the domestic responsibilities and she took to Colette right away. She was about thirty years old and had a black and white parentage just like Colette. She totally understood Colette’s love for me, since she had been close to her father, too. The Captain sent regular letters to our daughter, including first pictures and later videos. One of her teachers was handy around the darkroom and with sound equipment and so made up a thirty minute program from the letters and pictures. It was very popular at the grade schools around. And we took some pictures of it with our dear daughter watching it in rapt attention for the umpteenth time that she had seen it. When video recording became fashionable, porn we taped it and sent a copy to the Captain, she was gushing in her appreciation for that. And subtexted that she better be careful of what she said in the letters. She had never said anything unseemly, though. After dating some of the lovely local women, I became settled on one that seemed very suitable to me now in my early forties. But, the young lady, about twenty-six turned out to be very jealous of the attentions coming to me from my now ten year old daughter, so I politely let her down, because there was no way that Colette would ever be secondary in my life. And the young lady who was a fine person would need a very devoted husband. She accepted this with a few tears and soon after met a guy who fit her well. After that, I just dated and Colette grew up to be a fine lady in her own right. She had no interest in college and so went to Art School for a couple of years to sharpen up her already considerable talents. I just dated girls at random and enjoyed many wonderful nights of love with them. Many young ladies have no interest in family life, so I had many to enjoy in that way. My housekeeper seemed to want to be my lover and possible wife, but as much as I liked her, the thought never solidly landed in my mind. About when Colette was finished with Art School, Captain Jamie, notified me that she was coming to shore for good. She informed me that she had gotten a position with one of the large local container shippers as their Maritime Operations Commander. Given a private company’s rank of Commodore to emphasize her authority over the dozens of ships that she would be responsible for of the crews. She also inquired if she could bunk in at my place until she found her own. That was no problem, because our daughter was now married with a couple of girls of her own to a MicroSoft executive of Asian extraction that was worshipful of her. Just as she deserved in the convictions of a loving and doting father. In other words I had an empty bed and pussy room for her as long as she wanted. She came and was lovingly welcomed into my home. She went through a time of integration of herself into the duties of her new position. And on one of the weeks when the school district found out that the Captain of the wonderful video program was in town, they invited her sexy to a multi-school showing teen of it, with a videotaped Q and A afterwards with her permission. All the time Carrie was idly rubbing her clit. Incompetent, weak assholes he thought plus they were too stupid to actually see what he really was. When Jenny looked at me I whispered that someone was watching us through the hole and was a little surprised when she said, “Let’s give them something to really get them worked-up.” At first big I didn’t know what she meant but she stepped towards me and started soaping my back pussy for me. It didn’t take long for me to catch-on and I teen turned round and started soaping her front. The man will become a 'trophy.' She was crying and said please Sir I will do what ever you tell me to, but if you leave, I will be dead before the door closes. It was a beautiful sight to see. I savored the grip of my newest sex slave. It was hot and porn wet and wonderful. Her hand slips down my back and grabs a handful of my ass before her finger slips between my cheeks and presses up against the butt plug lodged inside of me. I squirm as she plays with it. No use discouraging the old sex selling harridan in regard to her children. The sounds were so exciting. She hammered a tight pussy while taking a thick cock. We give the other side a chance to see cooperation carries more benefits than confrontation." Well, most of me was still, my balls were churning, rapidly brewing even more lust for her, my heart was bruising against my ribcage. We won’t make it. Her thighs were smooth, and toned. They have to had seen what I saw. “I want to be your girlfriend.” taking her weight off the pipe. Hartwell's eyes went wide as he stared at the female in disbelief. I grabbed her hair with my fists and started face-fucking her right there. Did you enjoy it...??? And I just knew I would marry her. This is the version of me that will finally sit on the Black Throne. # What kind of Mother-Daughter-Relationship is this? Her hand grabbed my cock. I guess that watching me do the cleaning naked had stirred up some more lust in them. The one image Delra saw in her mind was a dickhead.No not Mrs Hudson, but a real authentic dick head. After a slave position refresher, Carole sexy was told to go out into the back yard and sun herself. She tasted like cheep lipstick and margaritas and peanuts, but I didn’t mind. “Take off your jumpsuit,” Kerkman ordered.