"That's right, Simon, lick my hairy twat, (She hadn't trimmed recently either. Maybe once you got divorced, you didn't care, so she was hairy, more so than anyone other than a woman shifting from her wolf to her human.) "You're doing great, baby." "When we played cards, I always thought you'd be a great lover." "Anita hinted around that she loved fucking you." "I guess you've been replaced in her affections from the way she's screaming for Quinn's dick."

That one stung a little. I could see Dad pause, then he crawled over her and slammed into her well prepared pussy. He'd apparently left her on the crux, because she...