“Barbie can sleep with Julie while you’re here,” said Bob. “They shared a room until Bobby went to college. It will be like old times. That gi...ves you Bobby’s old room.”“We shared a room, not a bed, Daddy,” grumped Julie. Actually, that wasn’t strictly true. Many a time they woke up in the same bed, but usually only after spending the night in it with their father or, once in a long while, Bobby.The meal got finished as all three girls worked out in their minds what they planned to do that. She locked herself in a stall and cried, her tears now unchecked, her throat painfully tight as she tried to stifle her tears. There was a tentative tap on the door. A soft Scottish voice was again asking, ‘Miss MacLean, please, can I help you? After all, we are both MacLean.’ Megan savagely pulled sheets from the dispenser, dabbed at her eyes and wiped her cheeks. She tried to breathe deeply, calmly. Giving a little sniffle, she stood and opened the door. The mother was standing there and she. ”Erin stood and pulled her shirt up over her breasts, undid the clasps on the left side of her nursing bra and grabbing my head, brought my lips to her left nipple. I latched on and suck away contentedly for a few seconds. Then with a mouth full of Erin’s milk, I stood and kissed her, swapping the white liquid from my mouth to hers and mixing it with my tongue.“God, I love it when you do that!” She kissed me again before letting me head for the door.“What time will you be home tonight?”“Should. I let her take the lead, sitting on top of me and being eaten until she could stand it no more but had to have me inside her, moving back down to impale herself on my straining cock, sliding slowly down my length until we met, bone to bone. The she lay forward to cover me and we stayed, not moving as she milked me to orgasm. Then her daughters took over, Karen when she was home, otherwise Skye and Julia. Amazingly there was no rancour, no jealousy between us. On one occasion Skye and Julia.