Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. >I, Candi by SZENSEI Copyright(C) 2023 by SZENSEI Episode 8: FATHER KNOWS BEaST Joe Palmer was too old for the shenanigans that his son Damian was expecting. Not that during his younger days he wasn -(TM)t young, dumb, and full of cum himself, but at 52 he was a little more settled down in his behavior. Of course, losing your wife to cancer a few years back hit home and put Joe into a state of flux. Raising two teenage boys was his sole purpose suddenly, so any thoughts on dating someone new was out of the picture. He made a promise to his wife Sharon that he wouldn -(TM)t go out of his way until the boys were grown and on their own. Damian was now a man and enlisted in the Army, so he was his own person. Their youngest Kevin graduating at the end of the year was a guiding light. Yes, he was fucking lonely. The thing was, that promise was not quite fulfilled until Kevin had that diploma. He knew Sharon would cut him some slack, but a promise was a promise. Until now! -This is fucking stupid. - Joe sat in his truck out front of his eldest son -(TM)s home on Scenery Street sipping coffee. -Some strange car in the drive doesn -(TM)t help. - Doug Ramsey -(TM)s convertible Charger had been there all night long. -I know Kev told me about this guy, but it -(TM)s still wrong that she -(TM)s letting guys spend the night with her. Damian? I love you boy but you -(TM)re only killing a good marriage here. Candace is a beautiful girl, once she gets a taste of what life could have been without you, she -(TM)s going to divorce your ass. - A sigh over his thermos he capped it. Rethinking that last thought he fidgeted his lips. -She does worship his ass, so maybe not. Watching all of that video Damian forwarded to me by email, she was making darn certain Damian knew this was all for him. I just don -(TM)t get your motives son. This can -(TM)t just be beat off material. Try Pornhub like I do, not Pornhubby. I give up trying to figure you out D. I just wish you hadn -(TM)t allowed Kev to start fucking her. Even worse, you -(TM)re encouraging me to. I don -(TM)t know that I can. Your mother might strike me down from Heaven if I indulge. Not to say seeing Candi in a bikini hasn -(TM)t charmed my drawers a few times over the last two years but that -(TM)s just eye candy really. Watching her being fucked was pretty darn hot though. - What to do, what to do! -I -(TM)m here to mow her yard, but darn it, Damian wanted me to have a talk with her and make it look as if I -(TM)m punishing her for doing this. His idea of making her panic is childish. Not just that, but it makes me look like a bully. Scolding her and trying not to look fake about it is going to tug at my heart. She -(TM)s such a sweet kid, if I make her cry, I -(TM)m going to lose sleep for a few weeks. Do I even want to go in there and bust her in bed with another guy? I ... hold up! That Doug must be leaving. - Stepping out the front door on his own Doug Ramsey didn -(TM)t immediately notice Joe parked out front. Using his car start Doug fired up the engine before stopping on the deck to tie his shoe. It was then he looked up and spotted Joe looking his way. -Oh, crap! Who is this now? - Doug swallowed dryly and stood up. Walking slowly toward his car he realized Joe had left his truck. Pausing at his car door he took a deep breath and greeted Joe. -Morning! - -It is! - Joe spoke without a smile. -Don -(TM)t stress out, I already know you -(TM)re tapping my daughter-in-law. - -I bet you -(TM)re Damian and Kevin -(TM)s dad. Oh, hey! I -(TM)m Doug. - -So, I hear! Listen, before you go and think I -(TM)m a bear I know you -(TM)re just helping my son out. I -(TM)m not exactly proud of my boys but who am I to tell the married couple what to do. Hell, forbidding Kevin from sleeping with Candi wouldn -(TM)t go over well either. I -(TM)m not here to tell you to stop, but just know I -(TM)m not in favor of all of this bullshit. - -It must be hard. Listen, Joe, right? - A confirmation nod he continued, -I know my word means nothing considering you don -(TM)t know me, but I swear to you I -(TM)ll keep Candace safe. She -(TM)s kind of helping me get over my own love life shambles. I won -(TM)t bore you over my life, all I can offer is that I care about Candi -(TM)s well-being. I -(TM)m not looking to try and steal her from Damian. She -(TM)s so in love with your son that I can almost guarantee there -(TM)s no chance in hell of any guy taking her away from him. - -Let -(TM)s hope that -(TM)s the case, Douglas. Where are you off to? - -Well, I was going to go buy breakfast for us. I -(TM)ll be honest she invited me to stay last night and tonight. I can skip that if it bothers you. I will respect you, Sir. - -My boys -(TM) used to. I think I might kill that offer. Damian wanted me to take her shopping in St. Louis. Retired military myself so, all I have left to do is play dad. Spend all the time you want with her if she -(TM)s offering, but I think I need to have a talk with her myself. - -I totally understand. - -Here! - Joe took out his wallet and pulled out a ten-dollar bill. -Buy yourself breakfast at Mickey D -(TM)s! On me! - -You don -(TM)t have to do that. - -No, I don -(TM)t. But I am. Just give me some space with her. You can call or text her later in the day. I -(TM)ll tell her that I sent you away on conditions. - -Okay! Well, it was nice meeting you, Sir. - -Joe! Sir was in the military. - -Cool! Have a good day, Joe. - He wagged the currency at its former owner, -Thanks for breakfast. - -All good! - Joe patted Doug on the arm. -Keep your word. - -Definitely! You can count on me. - -Fair enough! - Turning away, Joe went on indoors and Doug backed out of the driveway. Waiting to close the front door until he had gone Joe opted to leave it wide open instead. Beautiful day, cool breeze, the old house needed a breather. Hearing water running upstairs Joe sighed, -Wash his stank off. - He then walked into the kitchen and began brewing a pot of fresh coffee in order to give Candi time to clean up. With the water ceasing he had a pretty good guess that she was taking a bath rather than a shower. Coffee on, he poured a cup and moved to the dining room. -Look at this mess. - Strewn out all over the table and the chairs around it were her butchered clothes. -Ruining perfectly good jeans, I swear. - He lifted two different pairs of booty cut denims and eyed the inseam. -No hiding anything behind here that -(TM)s for sure. Inseam is going to ride right up there. - Sad, he was getting aroused at just examining the clothing. Concert t-shirts were cropped high and a few of them had the sides carved out clear down the ribcage area to look like a muscle shirt. -I wonder if D told her no underwear. If she doesn -(TM)t the whole town is going to get an eye full. Good thing most of the people living in Pleasant Meadow have a fairly open mind. There -(TM)s always going to be an objection or ten, but I -(TM)d educate a guess that most, hell, all of the guys in town will be just fine seeing her strut her stuff. Their lady friends not so much, bound to be some jealousy. Even worse than these, Kev mentioned they ordered a bunch of those micro bikinis for her. I -(TM)ve seen Twitter models wear those. Sexy, but there -(TM)s no mistaking what -(TM)s barely hidden. She wears those around town she might as well just go streaking. - Mulling that over in his mind he shook his head grinning. -Candi! Candi! Candi! - It was a pretty riveting vision. -How do I approach this? - As if reading his mind, he received a call. -Damn D! Do you ever sleep? It has to be 6:00 PM in Iraq. - 10:00 AM in Missouri! -Yeah? - He answered. -Hey Pop! Have you had a chance to talk to Candi yet? - -Sitting in your dining room looking at booty shorts. Her boy toy Doug just left. I think she -(TM)s taking a bubble bath right now. I hear music too so it -(TM)s likely she can -(TM)t hear me down here. - -Good! Dad, I know I -(TM)m asking a lot of you and Kev. This is just something I really need. I can -(TM)t explain it, but it is. I -(TM)m beyond bored over here and I -(TM)m going crazy. - -I can tell. - He chuckled. -Anyone in his right mind wouldn -(TM)t risk a hot young faithful wife like Candace. Crazy doesn -(TM)t even come close to it. Look D, I -(TM)m not interfering if this is what you and Candace truly want, but just know I -(TM)m not exactly comfortable about any of this. When she comes down, I -(TM)ll sit and chat with her but... - -Scold her dad. Call her a slut. I need her to feel like one fulltime. - -So, what? You expect me to treat her like Kevin did in that one video? - -Absolutely! Make her your bitch, Pop. - -I -(TM)m not the one married to her. Do you have any idea what your mother would say if she could? - -My life! God rest her soul, but mom is gone, Pop. We have to live the way we want. I do, Kev does, so do you. It -(TM)s time you got back out there old man. - -When I -(TM)m ready. By out there should not include my tapping my son -(TM)s wife. - -Permission granted! Come on Pop, Kev told me how much a few of his teachers look at you when you go to his games or school functions. Hit -~em while they -(TM)re hot. - -Yeah, that Yolanda Bloom has a nice rack if I remember right. Maybe. - -Right! I -(TM)d titty fuck her. Truth is that a few guys I know has hit that busty bitch. - Damian chuckled. -She -(TM)s a freaking MILF. Wait! No kids, skip that. Have you seen Raine Gomez, the girls -(TM) coach? Kev sent me a pic of her when he found her sunbathing out by the lake. She even posed for him. - -How am I just hearing about her? - -Text Kev at school and have him send you, her pics. - -Pics? As in more than one? - -Oh, yeah! Ask about Colleen Porter too. She -(TM)s another busty blonde with a dark ass tan. Teaches 8th grade at the middle school but she steps it up as a substitute at the high school when she -(TM)s needed. History teacher! She likes her barely legal boys. - He laughed. -Cougar! 30, I think! - -Then why would she want an old fart like me? - -Worth a shot. Maybe use Kev as bait. - -Yeah, I -(TM)m not going there. The music upstairs just shut off. I hear water draining. Are you hanging there in with me or getting some rest? - -I -(TM)ll hang until I say hi to her. I -(TM)ve been trying to keep in better contact since we started all of this. Trying to show my support. - -Some support! - -I know! I know! Just work with me, Pop. Don -(TM)t be shy around her either. Use those holes if you want. - -I don -(TM)t know about going that far D. Hand job, maybe! I don -(TM)t want Candi to feel I -(TM)m abusing her. - -I thought I heard your voice down here. - Joe looked up at the second-floor landing from his seat at the dining table to see Candi wrapped in white towel. -Did you meet Doug? - Her journey down seemed slightly shy, but she knew he had seen her in less wearing a bikini. Rounding the bottom banister, she shuffled up and gave Joe a big hug from behind. -Who are you talking to? - In response Joe put his cell on speaker. -Your master you sexy ass cunt. - -DAMIAN? Hi, Baby! Why didn -(TM)t you call me? - -Because I -(TM)m trying to calm dad down. - -Oh! - Her eyes flared up and she stepped back feeling Joe tense up under her folded arms about his neck. -Are you mad at me, Joe? - -Not exactly happy! - He sneered at her over his shoulder. -Is there a good reason why you -(TM)re letting random guys sleep in my son -(TM)s bed? - -You did meet Doug. - -I sent his ass home. What you do when I -(TM)m gone is your business, but I -(TM)m not happy over any of this crap between you and D. - -Relax Pop! She -(TM)s only doing what I order her to. She -(TM)s obedient. - It felt strange to hear her husband say that, but also rather fulfilling. Taking a seat to Joe -(TM)s left she held her towel tightly, knees closed. -You relax! I -(TM)m the one here trying to keep you idiots married. - Candi hated being called an idiot. Maybe she was. -I -(TM)ll never ever leave, Damian. - She pouted. -We -(TM)re soulmates. - -Right! I love you, Candace Marie. Forever and ever! Just obey my ass. - -Yes, Baby! I will. - -So, you expect me to take the wife here shopping in St. Louis? Why? She -(TM)s chopping up her entire wardrobe. I -(TM)m not buying her nice clothes just to have them shredded. - -You -(TM)re taking me to St. Louis? - Candi brightened up. -Wait! Why Damian? Dad is right, you wanted me in next to nothing outfits. I don -(TM)t want to waste Joe -(TM)s money on things. It -(TM)s not right, Baby. - -I looked up some places that sell extreme fashion. Revealing clothes like colored net shirts, micro dresses etc. I -(TM)ll email you a few options I saw on sites to look for. Dad can buy what he thinks you look sexy in; you can dip into our savings for a few items too. Buy plenty of toys too. Dad? Look into a fucking machine for our bedroom. - -Whoa! - She smiled vividly, -I -(TM)ve seen those. Do I really need one though? - -I say you do. Sex swing out on the front porch too. - She actually blushed toward Joe. -Start sunbathing nude out back. I want zero tan lines. IS THAT CLEAR? - -Yes, Baby! Maybe Joe can lotion me up. - At least she tried, winking at him. Zero expression Joe closed his eyes to the world. In hiding himself Candi dared to lean left and look at Joe -(TM)s crotch. Awful big swell there, Joe. Eyes unable to blink she bit her lower lip. -That is if he wants to. - -Dad touches you wherever he wants. If you tell him no, I -(TM)ll punish your ass. - -Punish me? Why? I intend to do anything you want of me. - -Dad said you just got out of the tub. Are you dressed? - -Just a towel. - -Take it off. From this day forward dad sees you naked. He drops by you get undressed. Understood? - -Yes. - She stood up from her dining chair and waited until Joe took the risk of opening his eyes. -I hope you like what you see Joe. - Towel undone she whipped it open and dropped it to the floor. -I just shaved my bikini area bald. - Slick as a whistle! Joe swallowed dryly over her perfection. -Sorry my butt is a little rosy. I -(TM)ve been spanked a lot lately. - -How does she look, Pop? - -You fucking know damn well how she looks. I -(TM)ve never once seen her looking shabby. - -Well, I did wear frumpy clothes a lot until Damian wanted me to stop doing that. So, technically you have seen me at my worst. Baggy sweats aren -(TM)t very appealing. - -Candace Marie? From this day forward if dad wants a piece of ass, you give it to him. Passion even. - -Is that alright with you, Joe? I don -(TM)t want you to hate me. - -I could never hate you. We -(TM)ll see! - -I need to see that now. I have to know she -(TM)s obeying this, Pop. Let her give you and hand job at least. BEG FOR IT BITCH! - She dropped to her knees beside his dining chair and palmed her hands as if praying. -Please Joe! Let me make you happy. - -Jesus! D this is getting out of ... hand. Fuck it! Living room couch. Get your ass up. - She jumped to her feet and reached to take his hand. Following her lead with his cell remaining on speaker he plopped down dead center on the sofa. Moving her coffee table back to give herself room she knelt down and looked up at Joe with puppy dog eyes. -I adore you, Daddy Joe. - -You can do what you need to. - He sat his cell on the cushion next to him. -I -(TM)m undoing his pants now, Baby. - The jingle of a buckle heard Damian smirked on his end of the world. -That -(TM)s my whore! - Hearing his praise Candi hurried to untether Joe -(TM)s belt then his jeans. Zipping it down she found tighty-whities beneath. Too tight to work around with Joe having an enormous nine-inch cock, she bulged her eyes at it. -Now I know who Damian takes after. All of the Palmer -(TM)s have huge dicks. - She rolled her hand over his impression. Joe had to close his eyelids again at the sensation. -Joe? I need to take your pants and underwear off to accomplish this. - She set out removing his shoes and socks. Ready she stretched to his hips and tugged the jeans. -Lift up for me, Daddy Joe. - Groaning over this stupidity Joe Palmer did. Pulling his jeans off she sat them on the other side of his hip. -Going for the Fruit of the Looms. - Reaching for his waistband Joe again lifted to allow her to yank them over his cheeks. That monstrous nine flopped out in front of her face and she squealed simply for effect. Joe had to smirk over it as her eyes refused to leave his penis even during the underwear removal. Tossed aside with his pants her hands gently rubbed over his thighs in hopes to relax him. -I can give you a nice massage later if you want. - -Now that I won -(TM)t object to. - He sighed. -D? - -Yeah, Pop? - -A little privacy here. I -(TM)ll send you a video of her hand job later. - -MAKE DAD WANT YOU, CUNT! - -I will Baby! That -(TM)s up to him though. - -Slap the shit out of her if she -(TM)s not convincing, Pop. - -I will not be slapping my daughter-in-law around. Night Son! - Joe severed the call and chuckled. -Get up off your knees. - He patted the cushion to his right then moved his clothing. -Sit with me. - -You don -(TM)t want me to do this, do you? - She pouted. -Joe! I have to. - -Shut the fuck up and sit with me. - He even unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. Hairiest chest she had ever seen. It turned her on. Damian was covered too but not like Joe. Kevin wasn -(TM)t even near this thick. Crawling to her feet she slipped into her couch and let him put his arm around her to pull her close. Palming her right profile, he lay her head on his shoulder. -Joe? - -Hear me out. I know this shit is wrong on every level. I never once thought of you as anything, but my daughter, even if it is only by marriage. I -(TM)m going to keep my opinions as close to my vest as possible from here on out. That Doug thing bothers me. Kevin -(TM)s friends fucking you is too much. - -I don -(TM)t think so. I like them, Joe. It -(TM)s only for Damian though. I -(TM)d never touch any man if not for his wishes. I hope you can believe that. Damian told me I could have guys stay over as long as he sees video. We used my other laptop in bed last night, so he saw Doug making love to me. I -(TM)m not hiding anything. - -That -(TM)s good to know. I trust you, Candi. I get how much you love my son. This obedience shit... - Her fingers slid over his pecs to frolic amid his bushy chest hair. Looking down at her hand he swallowed hoarsely. -Like that do you? - -Very much Daddy Joe. - She whispered. -Please don -(TM)t let me disappoint Damian. - His dick stiffened up in just that sweet tone of voice. Her eyes sparkling at his, he sneered. -That -(TM)s not a hand job Candace. Put your hand where it belongs. - His own tone of voice becoming less friendly she hurried her palm South over his abdomen and quickly curled her fingers around his thick girth. Gentle thrusts up and down he reached over to caress her cheek. Forcing her gaze, he moved his caress to her chin then his thumb to her bottom lip. Toying with it while looking at her big blue orbs Joe slid his thumb into her mouth. -Suck on that. - With every ounce of loyalty and passion she claimed his thumb with lust. -Get that hand moving faster. - Removing his thumb, he held his palm under her lips. -Spit! - Saliva pooled up over his thumb maneuver, she had plenty to share. His hand full he palmed his crown and slid her hand down enough to moisten his pecker. -Now get busy. - -Thank you, Joe. - -Not a fucking word until I nut. - He palmed the back of her head and forced her into a kiss. Greedy lips consuming his she frenched her father-in-law with every emotion she had. From delight to vicious, back and forth just like her rapid hand motions. Reaching blindly for his cell he found it and squinted peripherally to activate his camera. Once ready he recorded their kissing and then tilted the angle to witness her active grip. Sensual moans occurred between both of them the more in tune they became with one another. The kissing alone was enough for Joe to rally a faster than expected climax. Grunting into her mouth she felt him tense up and shoot his load all up and over his furry abs. She refused to stop and made certain every drop had fired off, before releasing her grip to rub his nut into his belly. The kiss slowing up Joe parted lips but instead of pushing her away he eased her backwards until he took her spine to the cushion. His lips discovered her chin, then her throat. Her sticky wet hands roaming his back. -Oh, Joe! - -Not a word until I nut again. - His hand slid up her tight tummy to her chest and squeezed a breast, her back arching to his claim. Stretching out more, he lifted her body with ease and lay over her, his huge weeping erection laying right on her bikini area. Whimpered moans expelled from her throat over his sweltering kiss. Joe was going for broke in his passionate acceptance. So deeply invested in her throat then returning to her lips, she responded by palming his face and feeding into him with eager anticipation. Her legs to each side of his, she trailed her toes along Joe -(TM)s hips as his dick slipped along her belly, his scrotum teasing her clit. Three minutes of devoted enthusiasm he nutted all up between their compressed bodies. His powerful threads even pelted her under boob. Still, he fed upon her mouth, tongues fighting to offer more than before. His hand palmed the back of her head and made certain there was no retreat. Impossible to think of anything but her lover, Candace Marie Palmer squirted without effort. His balls drowned in warmth, he nearly reared back to penetrate her but stopped. Begging fingers tried to change his mind. -Not today! - He broke away and reared up on his knees, left hand on the back of the couch. Looking down at her beauty, her glistening belly coated in white jizz he sighed and eased further back until his penis slid over her clit. -Don -(TM)t think I don -(TM)t want to. One day at a time. - -I -(TM)m ready when you are, Daddy Joe. - She mumbled with a hint of disappointment. -Christ! You make this hell on a guy. - -That -(TM)s my job Joe. Please fuck me. - -Upstairs! Set up your laptop. - He gave her room to escape. Instead, she rolled forward and into his arms to straddle his legs. Let the kissing resume. Obedient to a fault he thought to himself. Cell in hand he cradled Candace and stood up with her legs digging into his hips to hang on. Hands gripping her heart shaped ass he stumbled a bit but managed to carry her to the staircase without their kiss separating. Step by step he took the flight without dropping her. Down the hallway to her bed he lay her back softly and pushed her away. -Laptop! - Stretching after his old bones had performed a miracle, he pointed at her computer. Rolling away she activated it and primed it on her bed. Once readied she led Joe into bed and stretched him out on his belly. Knowing she had baby oil handy she hurried to grab it then set out to give him a massage. Although she wanted to talk to Damian during it she clammed up and just used her body over Joe -(TM)s to tempt him. Nipples caressing his shoulders she roamed his contours with diligence. Resorting to kissing his back she made her way to his ass cheeks and kissed even them. Daring to go further, her face lowered between his thighs and she sucked upon his balls. Joe lifted his head at her actions and sneered at the laptop. He decided to do the talking for her. -You better appreciate this son. I -(TM)m going to fuck your sweet little bride here shortly. I intend to fuck her once a week until you make your way home. Don -(TM)t start something here and dare take it away. Just look at how hungry she is D. She loves doing this. Thing is, you created this beast. And I don -(TM)t just mean her. Kevin! Myself eventually! This Doug guy. God, knows how many more. - That made Candace feast upon him that much harder. She was succeeding in capturing Joe -(TM)s lust as Damian wanted. For every ounce of right or wrong it had to be done. Her biggest fear was losing her soul completely, yet for her mate, it was his to divide up. All Candi knew was she was the happiest woman alive. Her man loved her enough to give her attention from afar. Twisted though it may be, she called it how she felt. The passions of others were felt as if coming through Damian himself. Fueling her man with pride in her was the best feeling ever. Well, the intense orgasms induced by his troops were definitely on par. Exhaling loudly Joe Palmer made the move to roll over, Candi backing away long enough for him to cast his leg over her to lay on his back. Erection high, Joe folded his arms behind his head and glared at her. -Finish breakfast. - Smiling at him first, then sending a smug reaction toward Damian -(TM)s recording she razzed him then set out burying her features back into Joe -(TM)s scrotum. suckling and tugging on one nut then the other before daring to attempt both at once. -That -(TM)s right! Full meal deal. From here on out my son -(TM)s little slut is going to perform this whenever Daddy Joe wants it. Isn -(TM)t that, right? - -Yes Joe! Thank you. - She released his balls long enough to offer her side of it. -Damian? I swear to you, I will love on your family with everything I have. Joe? Please let me suck your dick. - -I -(TM)m over resistance. Wrap those goddamned lips around him and don -(TM)t let up until I nut again. NOW CANDACE! - She loved the tone of his direction and licked his foreskin up until she could consume his great beast. Deep throating his girth was not easy but nothing ever was. Even Damian was a challenge that she always met with grace and fought hard to make him praise her. Repositioning for the camera -(TM)s sake, Joe moved both he and she without her pulling away from her food source. Now settling in Joe -(TM)s head was facing back toward the laptop and allowing Candi to look directly at the camera. Looking up at the laptop made her want to do her very best. Nine inches was so not easy to digest but she was gung-ho to try. -ALL OF IT OR NEVER AGAIN. - He roared! Nasal impulse she rallied on forcing his crown further and further down her esophagus. Thank God she had her tonsils removed at a young age. Spitting up over his length she managed seven plus inches and rolled her eyeballs back. Her gag reflex loud and proud she succeeded in eight inches. Her face blue from lack of air she pressed on. Feeling her bottom lip touching his balls Joe arched his spine to show Damian her results. That added incentive confirmed the near impossible, Candi took all nine down her regurgitating throat. Joe didn -(TM)t care that he was wearing vomit, she made that lasting effort and victory was hers. That is until Joe clamped his knees around her head and forcibly rolled her over with him. Lifting his body up over her face he fucked her mouth without sympathy. The sound effects were as if she was being choked out. Maybe she was. Still, Candace Marie respected Joe -(TM)s lead and endured it. -Listen to her D. I think she worships Daddy Joe -(TM)s dick. I -(TM)m ready to do the unthinkable. It -(TM)s time I fucked your little princess here and make her forget you for the next twenty minutes or so. I might be old, but this old soldier has kept in shape. It -(TM)s time I proved it. - Lifting away from her she choked upon his escape. Even as she spit up Joe gripped her chin and held her like a vice. Lowering his cock, she felt it fall into place for that final push. His crown nearly a fist she screamed at the top of her lungs as Joe hoisted his upper body on his toes just so the angle of the camera could witness every inch of his beast ripping her vulva wide. -OH, MY GOD! DADDY JOEEEEEEEEEE! - He cut off her speech by moving his hand to her throat and strangled her enough to roll her eyes white directly toward the laptop. Once the penetration bottomed out, all nine inches inside her, he began his ride. In and out with measured lengths. Seven inches out, nine slamming back in. Candi couldn -(TM)t breathe and was gradually losing eyesight over it. Each time she seemingly lost her moans, Joe patted her cheek to revive her. -Now I expect you to beg the way D wanted you to. You do not stop until you feel my nut strike your uterus. - Nodding she began squealing, a sneaky orgasm rose up before she could even say a syllable. Once her pussy tightened around his girth she went into theatrics. -FUCK ME JOE! I NEED YOUR CUM TO FILL ME UP. MAKE ME YOUR WHORE, DADDY JOE. PLEASE! I DON -(TM)T WANT THIS TO END. STAY ALL NIGHT AND FUCK ME SENSELESS. I NEEEEED YOU! I CAN -(TM)T LIVE WITHOUT THIS. - -And there you have it Son. Your whore becomes ours. I -(TM)m refusing all night, because I know your brother and his friends can keep her screaming. This right now is my time. - Again, he choked her, this time using both hands as if killing her. Her face was pure ecstasy in the moment, lips quivering, hands outstretched digging at her sheets. Hammering, Joe shared in her upward fountain of youth as she squirted time after time around his persistent plunges. Toes curling at his hips Candace Marie had the finest orgasm of her life to experience. Her body convulsed violently yet he held her locked in and continued slamming thighs. Three more breathless minutes of much the same results Joe snarled, relenting to a detonation so prominent that his nut flowed over his beast, white froth shining brightly. -I changed my mind. - Joe reared up then lashed out slapping her in the face. -YOU BELONG TO THE PALMER -(TM)S. WE DO WHATEVER WE FUCKING WANT TO YOU. WORSHIP US EQUALLY! - -I WILL DADDY JOE! FOR DAMIAN! - -FOR ME! - -FOR YOU JOE! - -FOR KEVIN! - -FOR KEVIN! - Silence! Sneers down at her. Pleading fingers touching Joe -(TM)s chest as he watched her cum again by merely his dominating gaze. Twitches unstoppable, he remained inside her until they finally stalled out. It was then he leaned down and kissed her lovingly. Passion returning for a bit longer he eased away but whispered. -Time to mow your yard. I -(TM)m drinking iced tea and watching you from the deck. Booty shorts and cut off tee. - Nodding at his expectation she felt him retreat, his entire nine inches rippling her pink pussy until the head popped free, spewing their shared indulgence. Unwilling to get completely up Joe moved up her body and lay his dick between her tits. Instinctively she crushed her mounds around him and let him gently fuck her tits. -Anywhere else you -(TM)d rather be? - -No, Joe! - -Palmer -(TM)s forever! - -I -(TM)m one of those. - -Yes, you are. - Rolling off of her Joseph left her to catch her sanity and stood up to pop his back. Stretching, Joe walked over to the laptop and held it in the air. -You -(TM)re right D. It is time for me to start dating. I -(TM)ll look into those teachers and see what happens. In the meantime, I -(TM)ll just unload into your wife. WON -(TM)T I, CANDACE? - -EVERY TIME JOE. - -WHY ARE YOU STILL LAYING THERE? GET THAT YARD MOWED. - -Right away, Joe. - She rolled out and ran downstairs, cum dripping all along the path. She chose the booty shorts that rubbed her clit the best when she moved. It was just a matter of waiting on Joe. Upstairs Joe had a private moment with his son. -Gotta admit, that was fun. You win D, I -(TM)ll keep her busy. I -(TM)ll invest in a brand-new camcorder and shoot you some Hella porn. I -(TM)ll stop by the fitness center on my way home this afternoon and tell Mark I -(TM)m stealing her the rest of the week. St. Louis tomorrow, shopping. Call me if you get the chance before we leave. I -(TM)ll make sure she sends this video while I get the mower out of the truck. Whew! I needed that more than I thought. - He chuckled with a wink. -Stay safe Son. - Shutting off the camera he left the lid up just like a toilet seat. Candace returning to the bedroom modelled her outfit. -Guys are going to love you in clothes that revealing. I -(TM)ll get the mower. You fire off this video. - -Joe? - She handed him his clothing. -Yeah? - -You won -(TM)t tell my real dad I -(TM)m doing this, will you? - -Fuck no! - He tossed his clothes on her bed and yanked her body into his. -You belong to this family. - -I don -(TM)t want dad to ignore me more than he already does. It -(TM)s getting close to the day we go visit mom -(TM)s grave each year. I don -(TM)t want daddy to change that ritual because of this. - -If he does, I -(TM)ll drive you there myself. There -(TM)s no way he -(TM)ll know unless he drops by during something. - -You know that won -(TM)t happen. - -Then live, Mrs. Palmer. - -For you. For the Palmer -(TM)s. - He palmed her face. Compliment enough!