I wouldn't mind having the mother for myself. They are mother and daughter aren't they?" Dent slowly nodded. "Thought so. You know that only increases... their value don't you? Almost as much as if they were sisters. I know! I know! They aren't for sale, but you can't blame an old man for trying."Seeing the three of you together brings back memories of my home country. Back there it wasn't uncommon for master and servant -- we didn't call them slaves -- to be together and in love. In fact some of. .. and the old man took the small girl in his arms, and mounted the great winged beast. They flew way up into the blue sky." That's a good story, Grampa," said the young girl as her Grandfather tucked her into bed."Do they live happy eva afta, Gampa? Do they?"The old man paused, and looked at the sweet young face that stared up at him in innocence.Finally he said, "No one can know the future, Sweet Pea; so we don't know if they do, or don't." Oh," said the child with disappointment."Don't worry. I am SO wet!” I lifted her nightgown, pushing it up her legs. She lifted her hips to let it slide past her hips, wide curvaceous hips with a dark patch of pubic hair between her widening legs. I knelt there between her legs and kissed my way up her thighs. She slid to the edge of the chair, her legs spreading and her breath quickening. With every kiss she moaned a soft low breathy moan until my lips were on her mound and then on her pussy lips. She stroked my long red hair as I kissed, the. " I said as I pulled my underwear off and stood completely naked, my cock still rock hard."Oh, I couldn't swim in that one. It would show way too much if it got wet. It's just meant for tanning." She called back."Not too much for me." I mumbled as I stepped into my own trunks, my cock bobbing with each beat of my heart as I thought about how she looked in that white suit and how it might look wet."I heard that." She said with a giggle punctuated by the snapping of elastic."Ooops." I said.