.. take care of... all her needs... will always love her... No matter what happens... with your friends... or with your mother... daddy will always...... be here... for you. You’re my little girl...Chani... I love you... more than anything... in the world... just as you love... your daddy. ”Exhausted by her outburst and coxed along with my gentle tone, Chani’s eyes had closed, and her breathing was slow and deep. Most people would assume her to be asleep, but I knew there was still a part of her. "Let's go upstairs."On this trip, there was no need for me to stare at her ass. Instead, I lifted her bodily onto my shoulders and carried her upstairs the way I had done it with my children when they were smaller. Megan's response was to rub her pussy against the back of my neck. She ducked her head to clear the doorway as we approached her room and then vaulted over my head to land on her bed. I was afraid that she would break it but she had obviously pulled that stunt before.She rolled as. When Glenda unclasped her bikini top and guided Tad’s hands up to her B cup tits, she looked over at me with a huge grin, of course, her grin wasn’t half as wide as Tad’s.When the alarm went off and she pulled his hands away, she waited for me to set the alarm for Jill before leaning in and whispering to me, “Oh my fucking God! That was too hot for words.”I didn’t like that I had to go right after Jill. I knew I had great tits, but hers were at least 36DDs. Still, they were slightly “lazy” with. That’s when I learned what they knew. Popular culture, which my father hated, their beliefs and culture which were not all that different in terms of day to day life and above all, sex. They showed me videos, photos and even taught me the terminology. It was like an entirely different world, unfortunately it only fueled my lust and subsequently my masturbation habits which increased and it was nearly impossible to do it as much as I wanted with so many people living under one roof.We had a.