Good luck, Sean…Scarlett—enjoy your vacation.” The screen went black and I returned to the podium while everyone applauded. Caleb Oates and Bill Preston joined me. They presented me with a plaque showing their appreciation for providing consistently outstanding quality products that had made their revolutionary jet engine possible. We returned to the Oates ranch and flew back to Philadelphia the following morning. Our darling daughter slept through the entire trip. We picked india up Sandy, thanking Fred, Judy, and the girls before driving home. Sandy was thrilled to see us. She showed her enthusiasm all night long, almost knocking us over with her tail when she wasn’t standing guard over Alicia. She treated our daughter even better than we had hoped, even sleeping in her room and running to us as soon as she woke up. EPILOG Enclosing the pool proved to be a fantastic idea. Scarlett and I swam every single day, even through her pregnancies. I did laugh when she cried, "Watch out, here comes the whale," in her later stages. I did laugh, but I always reassured her that she was beautiful and that I loved her. Our closest friends and family had carte blanche to join us and they often did. Our only requirement was ten minutes notice so we could be sure to be dressed when they arrived. Our daughters seemed to inherit the best of Scarlett’s and my qualities. Physically they looked like lower case versions of their beautiful mother. They were smart as hell, graduating at or near the top of their classes. Of course, they all attended and graduated from Penn State. Alicia played soccer, basketball, and softball in high school and starred in softball as a Nittany Lion. Brianna, Heather, and Christine starred in Cross Country and Track at both the high school and college levels. I’d never found watching running races terribly interesting, but watching our daughters beat the snot out of the competition really got me charged up—Scarlett, too. All four had successful careers and even better marriages—Alicia and Heather as accountants, Brianna and Christine as teachers. They both worked at Boyertown Area High School teaching math. I didn’t help them, not at all. I had been retired from the board for more than five years and there was a new principal and a new superintendent. However, everyone in the community knew Scarlett and me and they knew our daughters almost as well. Believe it or not, all four girls—yes, I still consider them girls, sometimes calling them that just to get a rise out of them—got married within an eighteen month span. Luckily, I had a prospering business. You might be wondering what happened to the four who had conspired to enslave me. My wish came true with Marge. She died in prison of a stroke. Michael was murdered in the shower when he was caught sucking the dick of the wrong inmate. His cellmate apparently took offense and beat him to death. Troy was met by four of my friends when he was released. They drove him to the Reading bus station where they put him on a bus to Tucson with $500 and sincere advice that he never return to the Boyertown area if he valued his health. He bent over her body and kissed her neck as he fucked her doggy style. Now I think I’m going to go to work on this stiff cock of mine. I figured we would reach Mumbai within a couple of hours. June and “big dick” were getting along great when it felt like more fingers in her ass. I want to hear every grimy little detail of your descent into depravity, and don’t skimp on the adjectives!” She exhaled through her nose and around his cock which almost sent him over the edge. You want me to get my cock back here.” “Why does your thing get hard like that?” Again he smacked my bum and then stroked my bum cheek in a familiar way, I felt myself responding, my cock growing and my ass pushing back into the caress. I gasped as my cock suddenly was pressing into something hot and wet. “MMM will I can get a porn site up if that is what you want. I awoke an unknown time later, laying on my back in the alley, wallowing in a puddle of cooling canine cum. “We’re still working on the proper course of action, but rest assured, he can do no harm to you or your loved india ones right now,” Ben replied. Her fingers were busy tracing the back of the Asian woman. Tomo said we mustn’t wander far just here. She couldn't help thinking about her brother and sister on their way to have sex and it only made her wetter. I would like to see this woman in real life... Ben said yes Jessie wants two tattoos one a full color tattoo of Winnie the pooh holding a honey pot up to the base of her vagina on her upper left thigh with a gooey substance on the pots rim and on the pots base property of Bear. approached me taking me by the hand leading me back to the bedroom and sittin me down I did. I woke up a little while later as I heard the bathroom door shut.