V could tell from the tenseness of her body the deep breaths she took and screwing her eyes up that this was difficult for her but she kissed him again and sat upright on him with his cock still inside her warm comforting core. As the story unfolded his heart went out to her and he stroked her cheek to try and comfort her. He tensed himself when she told him that she was unsure who her father actually was , the father who had loved and nurtured her until he was murdered or the man who had murdered him , ADAM SUTLER. He said nothing at the time but it seemed their lives were inextricably linked, Sutler had been screwing her mother and he had been screwing Sutler's wife and both he and June's mother had paid a heavy price for their moments of weakness. He could not tell her his secret and possibly lose her for ever after what had just happened between them, not until he was certain. Adam Sutler was his brother so it was possible he was her uncle.
He stroked her face wiping away the tears, "No June you are not a bastard, Adam Sutler is not your father, you are too beautiful, too kind and gentle to be related to him any way. He turned his face away hoping with all his heart that he was telling her the truth.
He stroked her face wiping away the tears, "No June you are not a bastard, Adam Sutler is not your father, you are too beautiful, too kind and gentle to be related to him any way. He turned his face away hoping with all his heart that he was telling her the truth.