It was so important… but I don’t know why,’ he quavered softly now, another tear escaping. ‘I thought you would make it right… that when I f...und you it would all be… better. But you…’ He lowered his head, unable to even look at Xavier. The tears dropped down wetly onto his nervously twining fingers. ‘You hate me, don’t you?’ ‘No, I don’t hate you.’ Xavier said softly, putting an arm around him and stroking him soothingly. ‘Yes you hurt me, and yes you made me mad, but I don’t hate you. I could. I was in a daze, lost between fury and resentment, pain and desire. How could she do this, how could she be sucking some boy's cock right here in my living room, in my house, on my sofa. Why would she? And why wasn't she doing that to me?I almost groaned at that thought, and my hand unzipped my fly. I pulled out my cock and stroked myself, not knowing what I was going to do until I did it. I moved behind my daughter swiftly, trembling. She felt my weight settle on the cushions and then my. More

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