Ninety-Six

Chadwick happily whistled as he climbed the stairs to his room. Even though he felt sorry for his daughter who was going through a crisis, he couldn't help the excitement he felt because it had been so long since Ashanti was home at this time of the evening.

They were bound to have a good time, just like the old days when she was wild and carefree and fucked him like a stallion.

He remembered how when they made love, she would orgasm like a woman in a trance, her eyes rolling back into her head. And she would gush like a fountain, squirting her fluids all over his cock and exclaiming about how wonderful it felt. She was so sweet back then, and he looked forward to returning home.

That seemed like such a long time. He could see how the years had affected his baby girl. Ashanti had become a real woman, a devoted wife, a good mother, and, most importantly, a business tycoon.

Outside of sex, their relationship was fantastic; in fact, he doubted that any couple he knew could compete wi